All the Lies (Lies & Truths Duet, #1)

by Rina Kent

Never look back. If you don’t look back, you run faster. If you don’t look back, no one will catch you.

Everything happens too fast, like in some futuristic show. Wait, are we in a Black Mirror episode? How do I even know Black Mirror and not my own life?

“Welcome back to your custom-made hell, monster.”

“Shhh. Don’t talk. When I speak, you listen. When I order, you obey. Now, open that fucking mouth.”

“You’re a psycho.” I breathe out, my heart stammering. It keeps beating and pulsing like crazy, as if it’ll soon stop and is using up all of its energy. Asher’s lips pull up in a cruel smirk. “It takes one to know one, my ugly monster.”

Since the moment I woke up in the hospital, I’ve been a member of the walking dead, going through the motions like a robot. That’s why depressive thoughts have been kicking in and dragging me into their merciless clutches. Right now, as Asher ravishes my neck, it’s the first time I’ve felt a burst of life running through me. It hurts, you know. Being dead for so long only to wake up all of a sudden hurts like a son of a bitch. It’s like a baby taking his first breath. The moment his lungs kick into gear, he bursts out crying. That’s what I feel like doing right now. The rush of life is so strong I want to cry.