Beneath the Surface (Sugarlake, #4)

by Emily McIntire

“You can tell me all your secrets, Lily,” he whispers into my skin. “I promise I’ll keep them safe.”

I will never find another love like Lily. She’s my person. My little bird. And I’ll do everything I can to help her find her song.

“Never expect a narcissist to admit their wrongdoing. They’ll paint themselves as the hero or the victim, but they’ll never be the villain.”

Forgiveness is divine.