Liar, Liar by T.L. Martin

Dirty.
That’s what I am.
Born a dirty little secret and later sold to the worst kind of evil.
That day broke me, stealing the most sacred parts of my body and my soul. So I ran—from them, from home, from everything.
That’s when I found him. He became my savior before he even knew I existed.
And then I was welcomed into the family.

Now he sees me. I make sure of it.
I notice the way he watches me when I slip from my bed and fall into someone else’s. See the heated flicker in his eyes when I peer up at him from behind red solo cups, wandering hands, and blaring music. Feel the burn in his touch when I stumble and he catches me—and he always catches me.

But I’m no longer the same weak girl he discovered hiding behind his house all those years ago, and some demons simply can’t be set free. All the lies in the world can’t hide that.
Even though the same blood doesn’t run through our veins, I know he can never be mine.
I was never supposed to fall for him.
We’re family now, and I’m going to be a good little sister.

Liar, liar, liar.