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PROLOGUE

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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. 

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DEAR ANDREA, 

Your family and you are a bunch of...

Nope. 

Still not it.

It’s not you I hate. 

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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. 

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DEAR ETHAN,

Screw you. 

You were my best friend. 

How could you?

I have nothing else to say to you. 

Nothing. 

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DEAR FATE, 

Well done. You won. 

You won.