Soliloquy of Love

Summary

My boyfriend was hailed as a once-in-a-century painting prodigy, while I struggled to even distinguish the most basic color wheels.

For seven years, he shielded me from the world's ridicule, until a brilliant young artist named Giselle entered the picture.

When I broke my leg and desperately needed his care, he spent the night refining draft sketches for Giselle.

When a creep stalked me down a dark alley and I called him crying for help, his priority was rushing Giselle's dog to the veterinary clinic because it was having a difficult labor.