Despite my heated threats during our final arguments, I didn't murder my ex-boyfriend—no matter how much everyone assumes I did. He was practically canonized by those around him, but his alleged fiancée wants blood, and the detective assigned to his case seems convinced I'm guilty. Hours at the station blur together under relentless questioning, each interrogation tightening the noose around my neck. Then I meet Detective Marcus, and suddenly the investigation becomes far more complicated than either of us anticipated. His sharp gaze cuts through my carefully constructed denials, and something electric ignites between the suspicion and the chemistry. What started as a murder I didn't commit transforms into something darker, more dangerous—a twisted game where the line between guilty and innocent blurs with every charged moment. Someone killed my ex. The fiancée wants revenge. And now I'm caught between a murder investigation and a detective who makes me forget why I shouldn't trust him in the first place. But playing along might be exactly what I need to discover the truth—and survive what comes next.