I inevitably fell for the villain that any sane woman would run screaming from. We were an intoxicating mixture of chaos and melancholy from the very beginning. His brand of poison became my favorite addiction. But he was never the boy he claimed to be. And I was never the girl I pretended I was. Our pretty lies continue to bleed through. The ugly truths tighten the chain he’s wrapped around my throat. To leave him is a death sentence. To be with him is even worse. Because bad love hurts, but good love can destroy you. This book concludes this series. No cliffhanger, complete ending. Reader discretion advised. 18+
