Salma's trying to hold on to a life that's already slipping through her fingers. Her perfect little world with Juan? It's falling apart, and she knows it. And me? I'm right there, pulling her back into the fire we can't seem to escape.

She says she shouldn't want me, that being with me is dangerous, reckless—maybe even stupid. But when we're together, none of that matters. The way she looks at me, the way she feels in my arms, it's like she belongs in my world, no matter how dark it gets.

Juan's fighting to keep her, but I'm not backing down. She's mine in a way she'll never be his, and I'll do whatever it takes to prove it. But this life comes with risks, and the deeper she falls into my world, the harder it's going to be to protect her.

The choice is hers—stay in the safety of a life that's crumbling or take the risk and burn with me. Either way, nothing will ever be the same.