Scarlett
The man who had been my top supporter for almost a year, the one who had paid for private sessions, the one who had watched me perform while I had no idea who was behind the screen… was the same person I had just confessed my secret to. The same person I had fallen in love with. The same person who had just told me he loved me back.
My legs felt weak. I sank down onto the edge of his bed, still staring at the laptop like it might disappear if I blinked.
All those generous tips. All those late-night messages. The way Vee had always been patient and respectful. The way Viktor had never pushed me about my job or asked too many questions.
It all made sense now.
And yet… it also made everything feel like a lie.
Tears pricked at my eyes. I didn’t know whether to feel relieved, bet
