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Sometimes life gives you choices and then it takes them away. When your boyfriend betrays you? It's an unaliving spree or an unaliving spree. I'm not reasonable and no one ever said I was. Well, no one's alive to say I am or not. Except him. My soon to my ex. I have a gift for him. One that would leave nightmares for a lesser man. Parks isn't a lesser man and I hate it. I hate him. It's fine. I'm fine. I'll just toss more lemons into the lemonade. Right after I enjoy a little red wedding. I'm not a guest though. I'm the wedding crasher from hell. This is the final book in Halle and Parks story.
"I'm still mad at him. If you leave me alone, there's a chance the next time we talk you're grabbing a shovel to help me bury his stupid testosterone-filled ass."
Touch Her and Die: A Snarky Dark Romance | 
