Syndicate of Sins (Toxic Paradise, #2)

by Marie Maravilla

But under the facade of the fantasy was the truth. No one was fucking saving me but me.

It didn’t matter how much healing you’d done.

When accepting your body, there were always bound to be moments where you’d need to rebuild your walls and remind yourself that you were a hot bitch whose worth was determined by more than appearance.

See, if I’m rude, it was because you fucking deserved

And sure as fuck not my politeness,” I bit out.

Be a bitch. Eat the ones who want to prey on you.

to do this alone too, that stuffing my emotion would save me from the pain of love and loss. But it doesn’t. You can only flip that switch for so long before the pressure of all you’ve shoved away explodes.”