Everything I thought I knew about myself was nothing more than a fabrication.
I had it all—the perfect life, the loving family, the best friend, the rock n roll boyfriend—until I didn't.
The fairytales I grew up with were lies. Like my ex-best friend once said, fairytales are not real, and there is no prince on a white horse coming to save you. She was right. I was naive to think I deserved a happily ever after—until him.
Dark, tall, handsome, and twice my age. I knew nothing about him, but it seemed he knew everything about me. Like I said, everything I knew about myself was nothing more than a fabrication, and now I had resentment pumping through my blood.
The old Connie is long gone. Say hello to the new and improved.
The Resentment is book one in the Illicit Love series, which consists of four interconnected standalones. It's best to listen to the series in order, and after listening to Dear Heart, You Screwed Me.