Layers of Her

People always say its whats on the inside that matters. If thats the case, Im screwed. On the outside, everything looks put together blonde hair, blue eyes, tall and lean. By societys standards, Id be considered attractive. But f*ck society, I know what I am. I know what Im made of. The recessive genes that reared their heads and created a decent looking package on the outside dont make me who I am. What about all the evil lurking inside? What about all the other parts of me that arent so easy to see? Some of the most beautiful animals are also the deadliest. Take the polar bear, for example. Cute and cuddly on the outside, but its really a predator that will bite your f*cking head off. Thats a dangerous combination.

And thats exactly like me, exactly who I am. Bad and once you go bad, you can never go back.


*WARNING: This book deals with the harsh reality of rape that could be upsetting for some readers.

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