Why is it me ?

"The worst monsters don't wear claws or horns. They wear leather jackets and smug little smiles."

I was minding my own business. Truly. I had zero plans to get involved with the local walking red flag. He's dangerous, unpredictable, and entirely too pleased with himself. Normal girls would run.

Me? I'm just entertained

He thinks he's the predator playing a game with an easy target. He thinks he's the only monster in the room. But he's about to learn a very hard lesson:

I don't play games I can't win. And if he breaks my heart, then it's game over.