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Jane never fell for all of them.
But somehow, her life got tangled with each one.
Each shade of red left a mark she didn't ask for.

Scarlet - reckless passion that nearly ruined her.
Crimson - quiet danger that watched her unravel.
Burgundy - charm so polished, she almost believed it was safe.
Rose - soft love that clung too tightly until it snapped.

They weren't just men.
They were patterns. Warnings. Wounds.

And while Jane tried to escape, fate had other plans.
Because red doesn't always scream. Sometimes, it whispers.
And sometimes, it wears a smile.

They were all walking red flags.
The only question now is who's the reddest of them all?