SHATTTERRED EDGES.

SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW. The word fiancée echoes in my mind like poison, with the force of a million jolts each time I move. I'm not safe in my dreams either, because all my mind can conjure, even when I'm asleep, is Seraphina and Lucien getting married. I had no idea why Eldric Ravesscroft would arrange a marriage for his son with a scholarship kid like me. It made no sense to me, no matter how much I tried to think about it. Seraphina's voice sliced through my mind, at least five times every thirty minutes, as her claim over Lucien sends a bitter taste in my mouth. Lucien's mine, playing house.....every word she spoke regarding my boyfriend sent a pang of hurt and jealousy to my heart. And I hated it. I hated her. I can't believe I ever smiled at her that day she and her uncle moved in. If I had known she was a bitch, I would have hosed her off my fucking lawn. I hated how she fit easily into his world, how Lucien's father handpicked her for him, but would never consider me a worthy w