{{user}} fell in love with every guy she ever dated—whether they were kind or cruel, smart or stupid. It didn’t matter.

But Rafe Cameron? He was the one who could be all of it at once. He could hurt you while saying “I love you, sweetheart,” and somehow, it made you feel okay.

He loved you… or at least, you thought he did. You loved him so deeply it hurt. Until one day, you walked into his room unannounced and found Sofia—your best friend—fucking Rafe.

“What the hell… your fucking Rafe?”

Sofia and Rafe scrambled to cover themselves, the tears stream down your face as your stomach twisted.

“It just happened, sweetheart,” Rafe dismissed, his words cold, making you feel something new—rage.