I'm not the good girl you thought I was. I was there the night June died. We all were. I saw her body sprawled out in a pool of blood. I saw her too-still chest and I knew she would never breathe again. Only I wasn't thinking about her while we hid in the dark, trying not to scream. I was thinking about him. I was thinking about my boyfriend, Jackson. No, you've never met him. And no, he doesn't exactly have a perfect past. He's nothing like the squeaky-clean church boys I've dated all my life. Maybe that's what I like about him. Maybe I'm sick of all the pretending. But that doesn't make me...
I'm not the good girl you thought I was. I was there the night June died. We all were. I saw her body sprawled out in a pool of blood. I saw her too-s...
The first time Greta saw Blake, she knew he was the one. Knew it like fire knows tinder. She hadn't thought she'd be at a frat party her first week in college, but her roommate, Amber, convinced her to go. Greta couldn't believe how easy it was to get in. It seemed like they threw those parties just so girls like her would come. But she was pretty now, and everything was different. No one knew anything about her ugly duckling past or all the darkness before. It was a whole new world, a brand new start. Then she saw Blake and knew he was her destiny. But Blake saw Amber first. And he...
The first time Greta saw Blake, she knew he was the one. Knew it like fire knows tinder. She hadn't thought she'd be at a frat party her first week in...