"I fell in love with you in that library," Cassian confesses, tracing my scars. "And I should hate you for it," I whisper back. After being humiliated at her stepsister's engagement party, scarred Seraphina flees to Milan with help from her tormentor's uncle. As she transforms into a celebrated designer, their forbidden attraction ignites. But when evidence links Cassian to her mother's suspicious death, everything unravels. "Tell me," she demands, "did you help me escape because you loved me, or because you knew what happened to my mother?"