Twisted Lies (Twisted, #4)

by Ana Huang

Why didn’t she understand? Why couldn’t I make her see that I’d changed in the months we’d been together? That I wasn’t the same person I’d been when I made that file. “Because it was an invasion of privacy!” she yelled. Tears leaked down her cheeks. “You did not have my permission to dig into my life like that. But that’s always been our story, hasn’t it? You know everything about me, and I know nothing about you. You want other people to be an open book while you keep yours closed. I thought you were so thoughtful and perceptive because you knew all these things about me. My favorite foods, my favorite flowers…but you had that stupid dossier the whole time. Was it that easy? Just pull up the file and see what scrap you can throw my way to make me fall for you?” A strange sensation burned behind my eyes. “I haven’t looked at that file in years. I swear—” “You’re the same as my stalker.” Stella’s breaths shallowed. “No, you’re worse, because at least they didn’t make me fall in love with a lie.” Her words pierced me like a knife through my heart. “I would never hurt you,” I repeated. “You already have.” The knife twisted harder.