Where do I begin?
Oh. Yeah.
Once upon a time.
Isn’t that how all good fairy tales start?
And Maximo and I, we were definitely a fairy tale.
Not the cleaned-up, sanitized ones where life’s problems were solved with a smile and a song. We were the old-school kind. The twisted tales packed with murder, violence, and tragic beginnings.
Okay, so maybe we weren’t a traditional fairy tale. After all, Maximo was more villain than prince. He was scarily sexy. Devilishly charming. Controlling, possessive, and dangerous.
Especially when it came to me.
His little dove.
And heaven help anyone who tried to free me from my gilded cage.
