Synopsis
"How could someone with taste this bad possibly stomach her?" She woke to her own face staring back—wild tangled hair, ink marks crawling across her skin, features twisted into something nightmarish. Look at her too long and your eyes start to sting (seriously, she was hideous). In her last life, she'd been fixated on someone else, desperate to leave, and after sleeping with him, the hatred ran all the way through. This time around, she woke next to a gorgeous person in bed and thought hard about it—the one whose ghost haunted her memories, maybe it was supposed to be…
