Cayden’s POV

That was never part of the plan. When I first saw Katelyn, everything in me was sharpened to a single point called revenge.

Every word I spoke, every smile I flashed, every warm brush of fingertips across her knuckles, calculated. I never meant to fall in love with her.

A performance. My assignment was simple: make her trust me, make her need me, and then snap her heart in half the way mine had been snapped when my mother died

I told myself it was justice. I told myself she ...