Dangerous Innocence (Five-Leaf-Clover #1)

“I t’s going to be a new beginning. I can feel it. Everything here is holding me back from reaching my potential. In New York, I can become someone new. I can find an agent who really helps me get into magazines and on runways,” my sister Imogen crooned, her green eyes distant.

Our eye color was the only outward similarity we shared, but where my hair was red, Imogen’s was strawberry blond, though she’d been dying it a lighter shade of blond since she was sixteen, hating the slight red tinge.

My hair didn’t only have a hint of strawberry—it was red, no matter the lighting.

Imogen propped her bony elbows up on the bridge railing, dreaming of a glorious future away from our hometown and our family. Away from everything that was seemingly holding her back, weighing her down. Soon, Dublin and the River Liffey would fade away and become a distant memory.