It’s a liar’s word. No one is ever truly safe.
Daniello still haunted me—in my bed, in my dreams, in a ridiculous notion of a future we would never have.
I was drawn to darkness; and he was the abyss.
My love for him made me flesh and bone—vulnerable.
I was finally a woman with something to lose and would do anything to keep it.
But when my past caught up with my present, it became clear that safe would forever remain an illusion.
Laz was coming for us, his looming darkness a threat to the life I carefully designed.
Armed with hope, and ready for battle, I never imagined the casualties of the war that came to me.
And then I lost all control.