Thorns and Forgiveness (Twisted Legacy Duet, #2)

by Coralee June

My father taught me that we were all born with hearts made of glass. Delicate, murderous little tools pounding in our chests. I just needed to take some time and toughen it up with a bit of fire and agony. After all, I was a Beauregard. And Beauregards didn’t suffer from empathy, remorse, and guilt. We stepped barefoot on the shattered shards like little psychopaths, proving to the world that we didn’t need pretty emotions to survive.

I’ve always been the person fighting for the relationships in my life. Just once, I wanted someone to fight for me.

It was a privilege to kiss Hamilton Beauregard. It wasn’t wholesome, like the tender moments shared between two lovers. It wasn’t kind or polite. Kissing him was like a glorious apology. A physical manifestation of the truth budding between us. Sweeping tongues. Crashing teeth. Sucking. Groaning. He tugged on my lip. I pulled at his soul.

Love was like a pendulum, and I kept going back and forth, always stuck, never actually going anywhere.

“People can only make your life hell if you let them, Hamilton. Beat him at his own game, and you’ll never have to deal with him again.” Beat him at his own game, huh?

Sometimes people don’t realize that you have to put in the work. It’s not just enough to tell someone off, then cut them out of your life. Sometimes you have to fight that daily fight, you know? You have to work on yourself still.”

Family was the motherfuckers you chose, after all.