Wounded - Margaux Paris

All I see is red.

Red for the scars carved into my sister. 

Red for the family that destroyed her. 

Red for the girl I can't stop wanting, even when I know she is poison in my blood. But here's the thing about poison - once it's in, it never lets go. 

Natalie Vallen should be nothing to me. she shares blood with the man who broke my sister, and every time I look at her, I'm reminded of everything I couldn't protect. She's under my skin. in my head. crawling into the cracks of a heart I thought was dead. 

Loving her is wrong. Wanting her is betrayal. But when it comes to Natalie...

All I see is red.