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“Ay. Homophobia and racism, no wonder you were voted president.”
This white-hot loathing isn’t a feeling. It’s a state of being. These men killed mine—and so they have to die. It’s the new law of my universe.
“You look exhausted.” I suppose dashing, brave, or handsome was too much to hope for.
It was either take control of myself, my girl . . . or take control of you.”
“Rule three, Eden,” he roars. It suddenly hits me. Rule three—stay where I put you.

