He could rule the city if he wanted to. So why isn't he sitting on the throne?

ENZO: I buried her memory a long time ago. In my mind, my heart, in every single place I used to keep her. Then she walks back into my life—not as the woman I loved, but as a witness to something that could bury me.

She doesn't get to walk back in here and make me feel something again. Not after everything it cost me to stop. She has no idea how much love it takes to hate someone the way I hate her. And I should hate her. I want to. But when I look at her I don't know if it's her I hate, or myself for still wanting her.

RAYNE: He thinks I betrayed him, but he has no idea what really happened all those years ago, or how much it cost me to walk away from everything I'd ever known. He has no idea that the truth could cost him everything.

I could hand it to him right now and watch him burn this city down taking his vengeance. But I can't. Not because I'm afraid of what it will do to me, but because I know exactly what it will do to him.

And now he has my life in his hands. My heart too, if I'm honest. The truth is coming whether I want it to or not, and his world is about to implode. But I can't be the one to pick up the pieces. Last time we shattered, I barely made it out alive.

Contains mature themes.