I had a plan. Make Ren Hayes pay. But plans don’t always turn out the way we want them to. He was found not guilty of murdering my best friend. But that doesn’t make him innocent. In my eyes, he’s guilty. Guilty of charming everyone around him into believing his innocence. Guilty of being so intoxicating I forget who he is—what he is. And guilty of awakening parts of me I never knew existed before his touch. I know eventually, I’ll succumb. His allure beckons me. Keeping me on the edge of madness between lust and hate. In the end, it’s me who’s guilty. Guilty of allowing him to take my breath away.
Confessions of a Bibliophile 