A Tempest of Tea (Blood and Tea, #1)

by Hafsah Faizal

Secrets were meant to ferment; they aged well. The longer they sat, the higher their value.

Loyalty was easily bought in a country that valued profit over all else.

We are the same, Arthie. We understand what it’s like to grieve with fire and not tears.

More and more, it seemed that every person she met had something terrible in their past. Whether they’d seen it or inflicted it, everyone walked with a burden.