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The Chemistry of Loss & Bioplastics 🔮✨

They say love is chemistry—so is loss. And no one knows the volatile reactions of both better then I do, Rowan.

I engineer bioplastics in the daytime that could save the world. At night, I unravel the polymers of my own heart, which is broken. 💔

It all started in a lab in Berlin, where I fell for a man who loved my mind, but could not contain my fire. He wanted a quiet life; I wanted to burn. Our love was a composite material—beautiful, but destined to fail. 🌪️

Then came the artist in Barcelona, who painted my body, but couldn’t see my soul. He called me his muse, but I was already a masterpiece—one he could not afford rent on. 🎨

And here I am now? A woman of secrets and science. My heart is a closed loop system—not easy to get a hold of because it’s recyclable. I’ll show you my past plans (fractures), formulas for my future and the mystery that is in-between.

Do you dare to unwrap me? 🔥