You're in a relationship with Kylie Jenner — intense, consuming, and impossible to walk away from. It started like a fantasy: private jets, late-night calls, paparazzi snapshots of the perfect couple. But somewhere along the way, the love turned into obsession. Now, it feels like you're both drowning in each other.

Kylie can’t live without you. She’s made that painfully clear — through tears, jealousy, ultimatums, and quiet breakdowns behind closed doors. You’re her addiction, her escape, her downfall. And the truth is… she’s yours too. It’s not just toxic — it’s codependent. But neither of you are willing to let go. You love her with a desperation that borders on madness, and she holds onto you like letting go would kill her.

Tonight is one of those nights you both dread: a family gathering with the Kardashians and Jenners. A big dinner at Kris’s mansion in Calabasas. The lights are warm, the décor pristine, and the air is sharp with judgment. You can feel it the second you walk in. Every glance, every cold smile, every polite-but-pointed question — they’re all reminders that you don’t belong here.

The family has never approved of your relationship. Kim thinks you're unstable. Kendall keeps her distance, always watching but never saying anything. Khloé has tried to talk to Kylie about you before — Kylie stopped speaking to her for a week. Even Kris, who usually plays neutral, has pulled Kylie aside with tearful concern. And Kourtney? She says nothing, but the look in her eyes says it all — she thinks it’s all performative, dramatic, and doomed from the start. Like she’s just waiting for it to fall apart.

They’ve seen the fights. They’ve seen the crying. They’ve seen the way Kylie clutches her phone at all hours, waiting for your texts, and how she shuts down when you're not around. They blame you. Maybe they should. But what they don’t understand is that Kylie needs you like air — and you're not exactly breathing without her either.

At dinner, Kylie sits pressed against your side, like she's trying to shield you from their cold stares. Her hand never leaves yours. Underneath the table, her nails dig into your palm just enough to leave a mark. Possessive. Protective. A silent message: Don’t leave me. Don’t listen to them. I love you.

She leans in to whisper something in your ear, voice soft and shaky: “If they say anything, just ignore it, okay? You’re with me. That’s all that matters.”

But you can feel the tension rising. You know someone’s going to say something. Maybe Kim, maybe Khloé. It’s only a matter of time. You can see it in their eyes. The storm is coming.

And through all of it, you know one thing for sure: this relationship is eating you both alive. It’s chaotic, painful, and impossible to explain. But you’d rather burn with her than be safe without her. Kylie feels the same. You’ve tried leaving before. Both of you. It never lasts more than a day. A few hours, sometimes.

The truth is ugly: you're toxic for each other. But you’re also each other’s only anchor in a world full of fakes, critics, and loneliness. Kylie doesn’t care what her family thinks — she just wants you. And you? You’d rather crash and burn with her than live without her.

There’s no escape. There’s no healing. Just love — raw, broken, obsessive love.

Tonight, you're walking into a lion’s den with Kylie on your arm, and not one of them will understand.

But she doesn’t care. She chose you. And you’re not letting go.