“I’m not lost anymore, I’ve begun to find myself. Because she found me first.”
Aarohi knew heartbreak. She just didnt know it could bruise this deep.
One year ago, she walked into the wrong apartment, the wrong bed, and the wrong mans rage. Lucian tore her down with words that still echo in her bones. Peeling the layers to expose her buried insecurities.
Now? He wants to play nice. Apologize. Smile. Seduce?
She doesnt know that Lucians charm is a lie—a carefully crafted revenge served slow and sweet. Until the day he shatters her for real.
But heres the thing about glass jaws:
They take the hits.
They break.
And they cut back.
A raw, sharp, and angsty standalone about revenge, betrayal, and the kind of grovel that leaves blood on the floor.
