Title: The Hanged Man
Series: Cards of Love
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Romance (novella)
Release Date: October 15, 2018
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Thatâs only a few of the names people call me, and all of them are true.
I did the unforgivable. I killed a man in broad daylight.
I did it for her.
I paid my dues, did my time.
Now Iâm out and I want her back, no matter the cost.
She hates me, but that wonât stop me from hunting after her.
I need her to be mine again.
And thereâs a secret I have to tell â¦
But everything has its price.
Iâm willing to pay.
Is she?
The Hanged Man is a Standalone Dark Romance from New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Clarissa Wild.
Note: This story contains disturbing content that may be offensive to some readers.
![]() ![]() Prologue
Lillian
After
Itâs finally time.
I grab one of the dull pencils from the tray and a piece of paper from the stack and place it down in front of me. Biting my lip, I stare wistfully at the sheet, wondering what I should write. If I should even write anything.
There are so many things I want to say, so much I have to explain, but none of the words in my head will suffice. Sheâll never understand. Sheâs too innocent to know the truth.
So I opt for something else instead. Something familiar and loving, so sheâll know how much I care.
âAre you gonna start or what?â the woman across the shoddy table says while glaring at me.
I look up from my paper and gaze blankly ahead. âAs soon as I know what to write.â
âYou donât get much time, yâknow,â she adds, shrugging. âSuit yourself.â
I nod a few times. Advice is best not taken for granted, so I pick up the pencil and rub my lips together.
Dear Daisy,
Youâll probably never read this letter, but I want you to know that at least I tried. Iâve told your auntie Dana to hold onto the letters I send her until I get the chance to hand them to you myself. As much as I want to, I canât be with you right now. But I promise it wonât be long. Iâll be with you again soon. Before you even know it.
I know youâll be good. I know youâll do great out there in the world.
And you know ⦠I will find you again.
Love,
Mommy
Smiling, I read over the words again before my letter and those of all the other women next to me are taken by the guard as she passes us.
Theyâll read the contents and decide whether itâs suitable to send.
This is how it always goes ⦠here in prison.
Thereâs no choice to make, no autonomy whatsoever. Nothing but sleep, eat, work, and wait.
Wait until your time is up.
Until you can see your baby again.
But I knew the consequence when I did what I did. That Iâd end up sacrificing precious time I couldâve spent with her. But it was the only choice I could make, and Iâd do it again in a heartbeat if I had to.
Itâs no oneâs fault. Not mine or his.
Circumstances brought me here, and I accept that wholeheartedly.
Love ⦠is what brought me here.
I made the ultimate sacrifice for my little girl.
For a man I couldnât stop loving even when that same love ripped her away from me.
For both ⦠Iâd willingly hang.
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