Remi Ocean looks broken before she says a word, from the oversized hoodies and orange hair to the smile that tells the world to back off.
The man who cannot keep his distance knows the damage is his fault and theirs.
He would erase that night, release her, and let the charges, the dismissal, and the justice she never got turn to nothing, if staying away were possible.
It is not: someone needs him, he needs her, and the good girl is starting to go bad while he loses his grip.
She is no longer his, and he cannot live with that, because he is the one who did this to her.
