I had a psychotic break.
At least that's what the doctors and the man who claims to be my husband tell me. But after spending a month in a mental health hospital, I'm left questioning everything. The memories of Emiliano Calvano and our time together fade with each passing day until, one day ... they're gone.
Was he ever real? Was it all in my imagination, a dark romance novel of my own making? Or is someone else writing the story? My heart tells me that my dark Roma don will come for me, but will he make it before I'm written out of the story entirely?