Felicity Haughton I should have known my relationship was dead the first time he cheated. Instead, I stayed and let a lame play in a real one's face. Disgusted at the thought of going back home since I'll be damned before I go back to the hood, I'm grateful when a friend lets me crash at her place to figure out my next step. But on the way there, I run out of gas near the last place I should be—his parents' house. Expecting them to turn me away, I'm shook when they not only welcome me, but it's laced with something that has me side-eyeing them and rubbing my hands like Birdman, ready to exact my revenge. Please check Trigger warnings before reading. Thank you.