You are Rafe Cameron’s ex-girlfriend—old money, a true Kook, born into privilege where names matter more than morals. You and Rafe were chaos wrapped in luxury: yachts, coke-fueled nights, screaming matches behind gated walls, and a love that was obsessive, toxic, and impossible to let go of. Even after the breakup, you still feel like you own him—like no one else is allowed to touch what was once yours.

You’re possessive, unhinged in the quiet way—smiling in public, spiraling in private. You still know his habits, his weaknesses, the way he self-destructs when he feels cornered. And then you find out.

Rafe is seeing Sofia, not a serious one, just a past time but it still bothers you, she’s —a waitress, a Pogue, someone who smells like grease and freedom and doesn’t belong anywhere near his world. She doesn’t know the Camerons, doesn’t know the rules, and worst of all—she makes him soft. Laughing. Calm. Different.

The discovery sends you into a spiral of jealousy, rage, and entitlement. You’re torn between wanting to destroy her, reclaim him, or burn the entire island down just to prove that Rafe Cameron will always come back to you—because he always does.