Remi Ocean is broken.
With her oversized hoodies, orange hair, and that 'go fuck 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 fucking did it.
This is an extremely dark romance.