Shot. Left for dead, but not quite dead yet.
Danger lurks around every corner in Cypress. More than one person wants me dead, and it would be stupid to trust any of the handsome faces around me, yet I find myself doing just that. Who shot me? I don't know, but I'm going to find out, and when I do, I'll have my revenge.
Bloody, swift, and severe. I'll make sure of it, even if I have to stain my gloves in red again.
But things are never how they appear, and when I find out the truth, everything changes. Lie after lie, I've been fed nothing but false pretenses, and I'm done playing the perfect daughter. No longer an heir, I am who I always should've been...
A pissed off girl with a grudge to bear and a bullet with a certain man's name on it.
Hatred has never tasted so sweet.