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You for Her (The Edge of Retaliation #2)

Author/Writer of Book/Novel:

Bella Jewel

Language:
English
Book Information:

Revenge is a dish best served cold.

They weren’t kidding about that.

They really weren’t.

Dear Celia,

Your family are a bunch of…
Wait. No. It isn’t your fault.
None of this is your fault.
I’m sorry. I wish you knew how sorry I was.

Dear Andrea,

Your family and you are a bunch of…
Nope.
Still not it.
It’s not you I hate.

Dear Tanner,

You’re a monster.
A cold, broken monster.
I think they have a name for you, oh right, a sociopath.
A gorgeous, strong, incredible sociopath.
How could you do this to me?
So easily?
So effortlessly?
How?
Please, for the love of god, tell me how?
I trusted you. But you knew that, didn’t you?
It’s exactly what you wanted.
Where will it end?
Will it end?
I don’t want to have to hate you, can’t you see that?
I don’t want to have to seek my own revenge…
But you’ve left me no choice.

Dear Ethan,

Screw you.
You were my best friend.
How could you?
I have nothing else to say to you.
Nothing.

Dear Fate,

Well done. You won.

You won.

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The Edge of Retaliation Series by Bella Jewel

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PROLOGUE

DEAR CELIA,

Your family are a bunch of…

Wait. No. It isn’t your fault.

None of this is your fault.

I’m sorry. I wish you knew how sorry I was.

DEAR ANDREA,

Your family and you are a bunch of…

Nope.

Still not it.

It’s not you I hate.

DEAR TANNER,

You’re a monster.

A cold, broken monster.

I think they have a name for you, oh right, a sociopath.

A gorgeous, strong, incredible sociopath.

How could you do this to me?

So easily?

So effortlessly?

How?

Please, for the love of god, tell me how?

I trusted you. But you knew that, didn’t you?

It’s exactly what you wanted.

Where will it end?

Will it end?

I don’t want to have to hate you, can’t you see that?

I don’t want to have to seek my own revenge…

But you’ve left me no choice.

DEAR ETHAN,

Screw you.

You were my best friend.

How could you?

I have nothing else to say to you.

Nothing.

DEAR FATE,

Well done. You won.

You won.

1

“CALLIE?”

I can’t move.

I can’t breathe.

My chest is tight. To the point my heart feels like it’s going to erupt if any more pressure is applied. My whole body hurts. I can’t get any part of it to work. Not even my fingers will move.

“Callie, are you okay?”

Agony clutches my body, twisting it slowly as it penetrates deeper and deeper. Right into my very soul it goes, crushing it little by little.

“Callie, you’re scaring me. Please say something.”

Lies.

Betrayal.

Revenge.

“Seriously, please look at me!”

Joanne’s voice is frantic; her hand is on my shoulder, gripping tightly, shaking me.

My mind spins.

My breathing is labored. My lungs refuse to work.

“Honey, I’m so scared. Please say something. What happened in there? Talk to me. Say anything, anything at all.”

I turn my head slowly until I’m facing her. I can feel the burning tears pressing behind my eyelids as I relive the memory of seeing those photos over and over until it burns a place in my mind, forever scarring me.

“It’s all a lie.”

My voice comes out scratchy and broken. It doesn’t betray me—it tells the truth, the entire truth. Every single thing I’m feeling in this moment is presented in my voice. Jo’s face twists into a look of confusion, and she reaches for my hand which I quickly pull away. That confusion is replaced with hurt.

How do I know she’s not in on this too?

How do I know anything anymore?

Is there a single person in this world that I can trust?

“Callie,” she says, her voice pained.

“Did you know?” I ask her. “Did you know?”

“Know what? I don’t know what you’re talking about. Please tell me what happened inside that house.”

“Did you know, Jo?’ I say again, my voice taking on a tone of anger. “Are you part of it?”

“Part of what? What’s going on?”

I turn to stare out the car windshield again. My hands are trembling; I didn’t even notice until now. I feel like my whole world is coming down around me. Like no matter what I do from this point forward, I’ll be forever tarnished by Celia Yates and her family.

Her family.

The people I trusted most in this world.

All of them using me.

All of them seeking revenge.

“Tanner and Andrea are Celia’s siblings.”

I don’t recognize my own voice when I say the words.

It sounds … dead. Empty. Broken.

“What?” Jo whispers, and I know the moment she says it and the tone her voice takes that she’s not in on this. There is an edge to her words that holds the same level of shock I felt when I saw those photos. “Callie, please tell me what happened in there.”

“I saw photos,” I say, rubbing my hands together to try and stop them from shaking. “Tanner and Andrea, with Celia. Family photos.”

“This can’t be happening.” Jo gasps, shaking her head. “There must be some mistake. There’s no way they knew … No way they …”

“They could have purposefully put themselves into my life to seek revenge?” I finish her sentence for her in a bitter tone.

“Callie …”

“It gets better,” I mutter. “Ethan is part of it.”

Dead silence.

“No,” Jo rasps. “No, no way.”

“Yes,” I say, my heart twisting the most over that revelation.

Ethan Corel. The one person in this world outside of Joanne that I would have sworn on my life that I could trust. My one friend. My hero.

All along he’s been feeding me lies.

All along he’s had me right where he wanted me.

They all have.

Every single one of them.

All along they’ve been playing out the perfect revenge story.

I thought hitting Celia Yates with my car was going to haunt me forever, that nothing in this world could ever hurt more than that.

I was wrong.

The world is far more cruel than to give you just one horrible thing in your life.

Celia Yates has found a way to come into my life and destroy it once again.

Only this time, I’m not sure if I can get past it.

This time she’s hit me right where it hurts.

My heart.

“HERE,” JO SAYS, HANDING me a cup of tea.


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