I never claimed to be a good girl, but I definitely never asked for this. Killian, Tristian, and Rath. These three men are a part of my past–one that I’d rather never look in the eye again. In high school, they knew my secrets and I knew theirs. They had power and I had nothing. The night everything fell apart, my stepbrother allowed his two best friends to take their rage out on me while he watched. While they laughed. But what happened that night wasn’t my biggest secret. So I ran, planning on never coming back. Three years later I’m standing on their doorstep like a stray. They’re more…