Iniquitous (The Marked, #3)

by Bianca Scardoni

stopped myself and took a steadying breath before I chased her away with my semi-automatic load of non-stop questions.

I was done with trying to fit into everyone’s preconceived box of who I was supposed to be. I was going to live my life my way, however short-lived it may be, and I wasn’t asking for permission anymore.

Everything stopped. The spinning room, my beating heart, the earth’s rotation around the sun…