The more she learns, the less she understands.I don't remember the night of the fire. My memories burned alongside it, like tiny flickering embers, dissolving, becoming one with the nothingness. Not sure how I ended up floating in a river either, but I'm pretty sure I was supposed to die that night. With two years lost in a flash, traumatic images of the last moments of my previous life haunt me. Accusations of things I've done, relationships I've threatened – I remember none of it – not even the people most important to me. But as much as I struggle to learn the truth, my memory is not to be bullied – not even to warn me of the danger still coming.New Adult Romantic SuspenseRecommended for 17+ for mature and disturbing situations, language and mild sexual content.
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