He Hated My Love. Until It Wasn’t His
After my parents dead, I was taken in by one of his closest friends—the Draycotts.
Kaelen Draycott, their only son, treated me like I was family.
And I, stupidly, fell for him.
When I confessed, he called me sick. Evil. Disgusting.
From that day on, he made my life hell.
He brought women home, loud enough for me to hear everything. Just to remind me where I stood.
When it came down to it, he saved his fiancée. Left me to be shot, mocked, and forgotten.
I knew what he was capable of. So this time, I made the choice.
I’m leaving. And knowing how much he hates me—
Let my farewell be the best wedding gift he’ll ever get.