𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐘𝐨𝐫𝐤 was an escape. Or at least that's what I thought. But little did I know, it would trap me in a situation far worse than anything I'd left behind. The cruelest irony, I crawled and dragged myself into it. 𝐑𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 is a sentence etched in fire and I willingly chose to walk through the flames with him. In his hell. In his life. In his heart. "In my soul too, wife. You're every-fvcking-where."