What if that love leads us to sin? What if love can never find happiness?
intertwine like poison and perfume, beautiful, intoxicating, and deadly. In this world, love is not gentle; it bleeds, burns, and binds. Two souls collide not to heal each other but to destroy, yet in their destruction lies something hauntingly pure. The darkness of one heart mirrors the sorrow of the other, and together they create a love that feels more like fate's punishment than its blessing. There is no promise of forever, only fleeting moments of passion, guilt, and longing carved into their souls. Every kiss tastes of regret, every embrace feels like goodbye, and yet they cannot stay away. The pain becomes an addiction, the tragedy a comfort, because only in each other's brokenness do they feel alive. In tragic romance love is loss. When these two meet, the story becomes a dance between beauty and despair, where lovers fall not into happiness but into ruin. Still, they hold on, because sometimes the most unforgettable kind of love is the one that was never meant to last yet refuses to die even in the ashes of heartbreak.