Everyone lives a lie.
It replays in my head, the moment of my greatest shame. I'll never escape it. With an exhale, I let go of everything. I fall endlessly, waiting for the sudden stop. Hell would be a welcome respite.
A hollow husk of the woman she used to be, Hannah hides from her pain with any alcohol she can find. She's bleeding out from wounds no one sees. No one but Merdon, a dark fey with a violent history of his own, who's determined to keep her from the one thing she wants most. Death.
She doesn't understand why he cares about her or her addiction. It's not like he's nice to her. Yet, he's relentless in his determination to show her there's something to live for. If she can find a way through the pain she might just see what Merdon already knows: Second chances are rare.
