Summer Seduction (Cruel Summer, #2)

by Rachel Van Dyken

I was an addict for his truth, scrambling with my hands, digging through the dirt to seek it out, to uncover the treasure. Because I knew there was nothing more beautiful than a person’s truth.

But that was the thing about regret — it was so much easier to blame every single thing around you than to admit that maybe you’d had a part in the decision-making too. Maybe the other person wasn’t the problem.

“He’s obsessed with her,” Marlo murmured. “He wants her, but he wants every part of her, not just her beauty, but her soul. He wants her to follow him to the depths of Hell and never look back. No regrets. Complete submission.”