The Artist's Betrayal, A Love Lost

s of blood, sweat, and paint

y gallery after a fire, seized my most personal masterpiece, "Echoes of t

pped me, then threatened to ruin my parents' small

The humiliation burne

g an injury on Scarlett and forced me to crawl on the freezing city streets, searching for a phantom earring, while str

to a balcony ledge, demanding I prove my love

ds echoed: "You' ve lost the baby." Li

ified in my soul. I would disappear. I would die