Introduction

I thought I lived a romance, me and Rex, King of The Devil' s Brigade.

He saved me and my best friend, Clare, from a highway ambush years ago, my knight in shining armor.

We found love, safety, cherished trophies in his clubhouse.

But one night, Rex' s whisper shattered everything.

He confessed the "ambush" was a staged setup, a cruel trap, for a shadowy woman named Silas' s amusement.

Every tender touch became a malicious lie; he even subtly poisoned me, causing our child' s loss.

Clare watched Marcus, the man she loved, systematically destroy her, culminating in him handing her most cherished locket to Silas.

Broken, Clare erupted, igniting the workshop in a fiery inferno, consuming Silas and herself in a defiant, deadly embrace.

My world crumbled into betrayal and icy rage.

How could the man I loved orchestrate such a monstrous game, feeding our pain to a woman who reveled in our torment?

The injustice felt like a physical wound.

The naive Amy died with Clare in that fire.

Only vengeance remained, cold and precise.

I meticulously planned their destruction, orchestrating a final, bloody scene, only to wake in a hospital bed, Clare alive beside me.

Everything was a terrifying, comatose nightmare.

But was my world of pain, betrayal, and revenge just a figment, or something insidious trailing into my reality?