“Whiskey and flame. Sleepless nights. Tattooed skin, white t-shirts, and rough hands. Love and lust and happiness. He was everything.”🥃🕯️🖤

“Don’t blame me for your psychosis.” “You are my psychosis.”😜

Could I be entering my mafia romance era in 2025? Maybe? That story hasn’t been told yet. But the fact remains that I ate this shit up. Zero crumbs. Were these characters toxic and slightly unhinged? Yes. Do I care? Nope. The only reason I had to take the rating down a notch was because of the miscommunication troupe. It’s the storytelling equivalent of stepping on a LEGO in the dark. It’s painful, unnecessary, and leaves you questioning all your life choices. I vote we leave it behind in 2024. ✌🏽