Sweet Prison (Perfectly Imperfect #10)

Four months later

“You know nothing about him,” I say. “How can that be a healthy relationship?”

Nera rolls on her stomach and props her hands under her chin, her eyes sparkling like little gems, the same as they do whenever she speaks about her “stalker.” It’s plain as day that she’s in love with him. In love with a man whose name she doesn’t even know, and they’ve been seeing each other for almost a year.

She stumbled upon him—wounded and bleeding in a dark alley—and took him to the vet clinic where she works to patch him up. When she told me what she had done, I nearly lost my everloving shit. Alone, with a man who had been shot! In the middle of the night! She must have been out of her mind. He could have been a total psycho. But they’ve been meeting up ever since.