Sinner

Terri Fifteen years ago, Beckett ripped my heart out, then disappeared. Now he's on my doorstep, covered in blood, begging for help. He thinks I'm stupid enough to let him in. But I've learned my lesson. Guilt and secrets follow Beckett, and I'm not getting involved— Thing is, I can't just leave him outside during a thunderstorm. So I let him in, telling myself it's only to get him cleaned up. I ask him for some sort of explanation, but he doesn't have one. He says he doesn't remember anything. I. Don't. Trust. Him. How was I to know that wiping away his blood would make me an accessory to his nightmare? That this time, his sins were going to destroy us both? Beck Fifteen years ago, I broke up with the girl I swore I'd marry. Now I need her help, but I don't deserve her kindness. I know if I want to gain her trust, I'll need to tell her everything. But first, I need to pick up the pieces of my memories and put them in some kind of order. I don't want to hurt her again. I never meant to break her heart. I never meant to involve her in my living nightmare. But she's all that I have left. She's my final lifeline, and I can't let her go.