I WILL RUIN HER.
You know that old saying “opposites attract” — well, no one ever tells you what happens after the attraction part.
Do opposites stick together forever?
Or do they just self-combust?
And then there’s the third option: someone or something forces them apart.
Look, the third option isn’t happening to us. I will end the bastard who thinks he can keep me from her. I only need to worry about one thing. . .
Epic, soul-crushing self-destruction.
Because I screw up everything I touch.
Even her.
