I watched him die. I watched the breath leave his lungs for the last time. I watched the blood spill from his flesh, coating the floor below.
So, why do I feel him watching me? Months later, when I am finally able to piece my life back together... When I am finally happy and safe... When I am finally surrounded by people I love... people who love me. In this romantic thriller, join Lucy on the roller coaster of pain, fear, heartache, and...