Ruelle Marked to Burn

My life with Mark was a fairy tale, or so I thought.

We built a tech empire together, and he swore I was his destiny, strong enough to defy any pre-written fate.

Then, one night, a fire broke out at our office.

I was trapped, bleeding and broken, reaching out for him.

He looked at me, his eyes met mine for a fleeting second, then he ran right past me.

He scooped up Emily, our intern, who was barely in danger, and carried her to safety.

He left me there, on the burning floor.

I woke up in the hospital, my body shattered.

Mark wasn't by my side. He was with Emily, in the VIP suite, making sure his "destined love" was comfortable.