My Ex. My Liar. My Demon. My type is bad boys that will screw me over and leave me walking funny. No matter how much they tempt me or my ruined heart--I know better than to trust my own taste in men. My ex taught me that love isn't sweet, patient, or kind. It's cruel and it hurts. He'll do anything for a second chance, but I can't forget the flames that burned me from the inside out three years ago. My liar is forbidden, but I'm haunted...