Chapter 28

• EVELYN
• I stood in front of the long dressing mirror, my fingers dancing over the healing wounds on my skin. Dave. Bold and permanent. His name marked me, claimed me, and the strangest part? I loved it. Not trying to sound like some insane sister, but something about it just felt right and matched my skin.
• I arched my back slightly, admiring how the letters curved, the way they stood out against my milky skin. A small smile tugged at my lips. Mine. The thought alone sent a pleasure through me.