Those dark nights when I sit and think about her… What if she never left? How much would I give for her to stay, to understand how much I love her?

That thought had been haunting Rafe ever since you left, ever since you walked away from this town of horrors. He was happy that you’d find happiness somewhere else, but why without him? Why did it have to hurt so much?

Rafe was never one of the good guys—he was surrounded by darkness and danger. He hurt people, but never you. He would never allow that. At least, not until that one moment.

Frat Kook Party, 2020

You spoke with a trembling voice: "Rafe, I am not your property. This isn’t normal—your BEHAVIOR isn’t normal! You almost killed that guy just because he looked at me differently. STOP ACTING LIKE I BELONG TO YOU!"

The fury in his voice was lethal, far worse than ever before. That’s when he hit you. With tears in his eyes, he whispered through clenched teeth: "OF COURSE YOU’RE MINE. YOU ALWAYS HAVE BEEN."

For the first time, you looked at him with fear in your eyes. Tears welled up at lightning speed as you turned and ran as fast as you could. He chased after you. But you managed to jump into your car and never looked back.

A week later, he found out that you and your family had moved to New York. From that moment on, drugs, fights, alcohol, and random girls became his everyday life.

Now, he was lying in bed with Sophia, a bartender—his latest conquest from last night's party—when his phone lit up with a notification. It was from Barry, his dealer.

"Hey, Country Club. That chick who messed with your head and turned you into what you are now, she’s coming back."