Some love stories don’t end. They decompose.
Angela is already guilty.
The body is only the beginning.
When her lover dies, Angela doesn’t call the police. She doesn’t run. Instead, she walks straight into the wreckage of what remains—of love, of fame, of herself.
Bambi Raymond was a star: a brilliant, volatile rapper adored by the world and devoured by his addictions. Their relationship burned hot and fast, fuelled by desire, power, and the kind of devotion that corrodes from the inside. What began as love spiraled into obsession, violence, and madness—until something finally broke.
Told through fractured timelines and hallucinatory memory, Kill My Darling unravels the anatomy of a toxic romance drenched in glamour and decay. As Angela retraces the glittering wreckage of her past—neon studios, smoke-filled rooms, and moments she wishes she could forget—reality begins to slip. Voices echo. Identities blur. Guilt refuses to stay buried.
Part psychological thriller, part noir confession, Kill My Darling is a razor-sharp exploration of love, addiction, and the myth of men the world forgives too easily. It is a story about survival, power, and the terrible beauty of becoming dangerous enough to live.
Pretty.
Bloody.
Unforgettable.
