To Bleed a Crystal Bloom (Crystal Bloom, #1)

by Sarah A. Parker

“For h-her,” she whispers, folding my fingers over the gift. Folding my fucking heart just as much. Last time I came, her belly was round and full, and I don’t have it in me to tell her there’s a small, severed leg lying in the dirt nearby.

“eventually, those feelings will turn to love. It doesn’t matter who you are, where you’ve come from; it’s in our nature to fall in love with the shackle that binds us.”

“Those teeth can do far more damage than you realize.”

This feels like foreshadowing