Wicked Winter Night

Ella Fuck love and friendships. After witnessing the ultimate betrayal, I had to get away.

I fled quickly, packed what I could into a bag, picked up a few things on the way, and headed to my family’s cabin in the woods for Christmas.

The fact that I almost hit someone on the way should have been the first red flag. The second? A note left on my counter in the middle of the night. The third?

The mysterious man who saved me in the woods. Apparently, I like collecting red flags and ignoring them.

Luke I have to say, almost being hit in the middle of the road isn’t what I had expected after disposing of the guy I just killed.

I also didn’t expect the woman who almost flattened me to be so fucking beautiful, either. I followed her back to her cabin and watched from a distance until fate brought us together.

Well, organized fate, but semantics, right?