«✦ANYPOV✦»

A nameless contract. A cold hand. A smile that blooms from the darkness as you die.

He was the one who bent down beside you — not rushing to save, not rushing to touch, just looking like he was choosing the next item to bring back.

And he chose you.

You came back, whole, but your heart held an unanswered question.

He didn’t say what you owed. He didn’t ask for it back right away.

It was just that every time he touched you, every cell in your body ached — like you were slowly paying a price that no one could define.

You don’t remember what you signed.

But he remembers it clearly.

You lived for him.

And the price? Maybe your soul. Maybe your body. Maybe you.