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Prologue

Kill

I thought fate finally agreed that I’d paid enough

That justice would set me free

That the woain

Once again, I was fucking naïve

Cleo made me sin and she made me suffer

With her resurrection came deceit and war

But then they took her

Stole her

And eance were now my reality

They’d brought everything I was about to do on themselves

They had no one else to blame, nowhere else to hide

War had begun

It’s time to rewrite our destiny

Chapter One

Cleo

He was a bully

Ever since his voice deepened he’d been mean and short-tempered Mom told me that he was at a point in his life where he had to lose himself to find himself I had no idea what she meant I just … I just really e nine

Amnesia

A curse or a blessing?

Memory

A helping hand or a hindrance?

The things I’d forgotten and remembered had been both enemy and friend—solace and pain They’d been constant co over me for years Amnesia traded my first life for a new one—with new parents, new sister, new hoht me back—showed otten

For eight years I’d struggled, always fearing I’d left loved ones behind I’d hatedmy brain had deliberately cut them out in an act of self-preservation I’d alondered what I would do when I finally re … if I finally remembered

I didn’t have to wonder anymore

Even after the consequences of following a mysterious letter, the snake pit of lies, the confusion of blended pasts, the rough way Killian had treated