The Sweetest Oblivion (Made, #1)

by Danielle Lori

It was eleven a.m. on a Sunday when I realized I wasn’t only attracted to my fiancé. I was, with a madness that ached, completely and utterly infatuated with him.

He was comfort, security, and need, all in one. It had a name. Home.

The last thread of the rope snapped. And then it was nothing but me, him, and a long way to the ground. Thrilling, she’d told me. She never said it would hurt.

Nico didn’t treat me like glass. He shattered the reflection of an empty life staring back at me. He taught me how to soar.

“You poor thing, you. Looks like you’re stuck with him for good. Ace might be a cheat at heart, but he always does exactly what he says he’s going to do.”