Oh hey! My name's Sacchikko Lee, I'm eighteen-if anyone cares... you're probably wondering how I got here. The author just dropped me in here to introduce the story and expect me to do it perfectly. HA! Whatever... she does not get to decide where my story goes. So, better sit back or I don't know... grab a snack? Because I'm on my way to the freakin meeting hall, and I have a feeling that whatever happens next, it wont be forgettable.

In the halls of the righteous, they called me a rising star. In the corridors of the damned, they called him a king. ​I was Elara Vance, the prosecutor who never lost. I believed in the absolute authority of the law, the clarity of evidence, and the sterile safety of a courtroom. I built my life on the solid marble of justice, certain that the light would always find the truth. ​Then came Silas. ​He was the shadow I couldn't cast out. A man who didn't just break the law-he rewrote it in his own image. From the moment our eyes met across the defense table, the boundaries began to bleed. I went in looking for a conviction; I came out realizing that the law is just a story we tell to keep from fearing the dark. ​This is the account of my fall. Or perhaps, it's the story of how I finally woke up. ​Behind every great crime is a secret, and behind every great secret is a choice. I chose to save the monster. Now, the only question is: Who will save me from the woman I've become? ​

She loved him in ink because her voice trembled.......

I love her . I just do so much...