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.