BLURB
She better run. Run until her last breath tears from her throat, until her lungs collapse and the world blurs. Because soon— Her face will turn pale. The blood in her veins will twist and fight to escape, as if even it wants nothing to do with what’s coming. No one will know. No one will see her rot from the inside out. She’ll decay in her own heart first. Quietly. Desperately.
Then, the truth will strike her like a storm. And she’ll beg. Beg for mercy. But mercy doesn’t live here anymore.
Somewhere in the cold corners of her mind, a terrifying image will rise— A shadow rushing toward her mangled body. Bleeding. Rotting. Smiling. It will whisper what she fears most. And the horrifying reality will seep into her bones like poison.
Her story isn’t ending. It’s only beginning. Each path she takes will twist. Each door she opens will lead deeper into me. And her blood… Her blood is the only thing I want.
But before my Little Bunny finds her way into the loophole, before she understands the game—
“Geivena, my love… I will never betray you.”
Is this her life? No. This is mine.
