She's mine, every last broken, beautiful bit of her. I've always been different. Always been the nice one. The misunderstood one. Everything changed when I found her, the woman I've been waiting for. Hoping for. The one. Then, she left. Now she's back, and she's nothing like I remember. She's broken. Harboring dark secrets that beg to be exposed. And that's fine, because I've got some sordid secrets of my own. I'm...