Secret Service

by Tal Bauer

There are people who should not come together in this world. Reality quakes too strongly beneath the force of their love. I am no one. I am no titan, no giant walking this planet, but if my love for this man was ever tested—if ever the world tried to take him from me—I would rip the sky from the edges of this earth.

Fucking high standards you have, asshole. I glare at my own reflection. Fall for a king next time. He’ll be just as unattainable.