prologue
In a familiar room, surrounded by familiar walls, wearing a pair of familiar glasses, in an unmistakably familiar house, Alec sat in the center of the closed space. Contained for the time being.
She was tired, scared, worried, and above all else, angry.
But being in the jail reminded her of her childhood, when people felt sorry for her but encouraged her parents to lock her up.
This house brought her to her love once. She'd be damned if she let it take him away from her.
She was going to show this bitch the side no one wants to see.