Angels Hide Demons
Prologue
She's beautiful. She's popular. She's smart. She's funny. She's... perfect. Alaia seems to be just what all the guys want. Or, at least, what they think they want. My name is Rowan, and clearly I'm the only one paying enough attention to know that Alaia isn't who she says she is.
We were best friends. We helped each other plan our weddings, our funerals, heck, we even divised a few brilliant-yet-sneaky plans to meet our favorite celebrities. We worked together on school projects. We shared gossip, clothes, music, and everyone thought we were a perfect team. What happened? No, it wasn't an argument over something stupid, like shoes, a boy, or a Facebook post. It had nothing to do with popularity. Exactly one year from today, Alaia Jordyn Garner tried to kill me. And I know exactly who she'll go after next...
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