Chapter 1See You Later

My brother stole my fiancé’s canary.

My fiancé pressed a knife to my neck, his voice a low threat to my brother. “Send her back.”

“Or you can come collect your sister’s body.”

My brother didn’t even spare me a glance.

“Oh.”

“Then kill her.”

The words shattered something inside me. My depression, a dormant beast, flared up in that instant, and I threw myself onto the blade.

After I died, they all went insane.

* * *

The day I was trying on my wedding dress, my fiancé, Liam Blackwood, pressed a knife to my neck.

“Caroline,” he murmured, his voice heavy. “I’m sorry.”

Then, he made a video call to my brother, Caleb Vance.

It took three tries before Caleb finally answered.

Liam casually maneuvered me into the center of the frame, the cold steel of the blade a chilling line against my artery. His handsome face was a mask of cold, predatory cruelty.

“Send her back,” he repeated.

“Or you can come collect your sister’s body.”

Her?

Before the shock of Liam’s actions could even register, before the pain could set in, a girl’s face flashed in my mind.