G_A_Rash
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I died on a Tuesday.
Cassian Valenti's hands around my throat. His penthouse. His broken, beautiful face while the city lights bled through the glass behind me.
Three years of loving him, and that's how it ended.
Then I woke up in a taxi, wearing the dress I met him in, heading straight toward the club where it all began.
This time, I ran.
I just didn't run far enough - because the man I crashed into was Dante Valenti. His brother. His enemy. The man Cassian had accused me of betraying him with.
I never met Dante in my first life.
Now I can't seem to escape him.
One brother will destroy me. The other might save me. And somehow, knowing how the story ends doesn't make it any easier to choose.