Prologue
“Eden, sweetie, come downstairs and meet our new neighbors” My mother calls from downstairs sounding nice for once but I know it’s an act.
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Since the moment she met them at 15, Eden has always thought of the Kings as her older brothers and saviors, making her life easier when her abusive mother didn’t. Now that she’s 19, she realizes that her feelings for them have grown into something forbidden. Little does she know, they feel the same way about her.
“Eden, sweetie, come downstairs and meet our new neighbors” My mother calls from downstairs sounding nice for once but I know it’s an act.