Arrows and Apologies (Monsters & Muses, #4)

by Sav R. Miller

I’ve spent a lifetime trying to repair the damage. Provided shade as he dug his grave, convincing myself I was helping. That he’d eventually look up and realize why he went so long without a sunburn.

Or maybe it’s because, deep down, part of me still hopes I can love him to recovery. That if I don’t give up on him, he won’t give up on life.

The stories about the boogeyman were true, it appeared, only I learned then that most monsters weren’t the hideous creatures they’d been painted as. So often, they were just humans who let their flaws dictate their beings.