Billy Hargrove was never the problem. Hawkins was already rotting you alive long before he came crashing into town with bruised knuckles, loud music, and nowhere else to go. People think he ruined you — turned the perfect Wheeler girl into something colder, meaner, harder to love. Maybe they’re right. Maybe it started the first time Billy called you angel with blood on his hands and kissed you like he wanted to be saved. Maybe it started with slammed doors, late-night fights, and always finding your way back to each other anyway. Because no matter how toxic it got, Billy always came home to you.