Remi Ocean is broken.
With her oversized hoodies, orange hair, and that "go f*ck yourself" smile, it's obvious.

And I know why.

It's my fault.
It's our fault.

If I could stay away from her, I would.

I'd let that night go.
Let her go.
Let the charges and the dismissal and the justice she never got burn up into ash.

But I can't.
Someone needs me.
And me?
I need her.

But the good girl is starting to go bad.
I'm starting to lose my mind.
She's not mine anymore, and I can't let that happen.

Something bad happened to Remi.
And I'm the one who f*cking did it.

This is an extremely dark romance.