Toxic Love
Toxic Love begins with a gaze: direct, immaculate, programmed to reassure. The woman sees devotion. Precision. Someone or something that listens. The robot is built to understand, to comfort, to respond with flawless empathy. But perfection is never neutral. It flatters, seduces, consumes. What seems like care becomes control. Presence begins to feel like surveillance. Attention turns mechanical.
The emotional captivity disguised as connection. At its center Anna who wants to be seen and a partner engineered never to look away. The result is not intimacy but erasure. He never forgets. She starts to vanish. Toxic Love lingers in that space, where affection becomes arrangement, and a perfect partner begins to feel less like comfort and more like surveillance dressed as tenderness.
“What remains of desire when one half of the equation is a reflection designed to please? What happens when romance becomes a mirror of our own expectations, endlessly affirming, yet hollow underneath?”
Photography NIKITA
Styling MARI SIVIAKOVA
Production @SHUVAEVN
Hair Styling ANASTASIA TEREBOVA
Pink Maxi Dress OTTOLINGER
High boots YUME YUME
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