The Fall of Bradley Reed (Seasons of Revenge, #3)

by Morgan Elizabeth

People pleasers have some kind of genetic makeup deep in the marrow of their bones that just knows when something is off.

“I’m also serious as a heart attack, Liv. You want to be a runaway bride, I’m driving the getaway car.”

“Yeah, no shit. Maybe if you had been talked to like this, you wouldn’t be such a cunt, but unfortunately for everyone who has to cross your path, you’ve never been told no. And you know what, the next time I see you, I’ll play the game. I’ll smile because it’s what Liv wants, but know this: I see right through you, and I’ll spend the rest of my days trying to undo the harm you’ve done to your daughter, harm her father tried his best to counteract, but there’s only so much he can do when every time you waltzed back into her life, you did nothing but tear her down.”

Everything is new and fun and he’s on his best behavior. He’s attentive and kind and schmoozes you until you’re blinded, until the sharp edges blur and the red flags turn into a pretty pastel pink. And who could find fault in a pretty pastel pink, right?

Life is both painfully short and dreadfully long, and you only get the one. Live it for you.”