The Art of Revenge
Cara Cee
I am lost.
My head was so full of rage and hatred that all I could think about was revenge, so I threw myself headfirst into three things—my work, Taekwondo, and Jarrod.
I used to think that Jarrod was “the one,” but he friend-zoned me faster than you can say “free spar.”
What I did not expect was my whole world crashing together like a kaleidoscope of colour and blood that would leave me fighting for my life.
But I am a fighter, and this is not the end.
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