The soft glow of starlight fills the room through the curtains, bathing the two handsome men standing face-to-face in shades of blue. Their hands begin to drift toward each other, only to recoil again and again as if neither is ready to fully commit. It is a dance of toxic love, one neither man is willing to end but neither willing to fully commit to.

Etienne slaps his frowning husband. "Ma chéri... how dare you see another man?" Etienne looked at him.