"He still thinks the world revolves around him," Ruth muttered under her breath, her voice reeking with frustration.
He had gone, but the storm in her refused to quiet down. The fists were still clenched tight as she looked out of neon-lit Seoul streets streaking colors across her face in somber thought. She came back to Korea with a new name and with the urge to bury the ghosts once and for all, but somehow, again and again, she found herself entangled with Frank and Ivy.
Her mind replayed the thug's chilling words before the fire consumed the warehouse: someone wanted her out of the picture, and Ruth could only assume that person was Ivy. When she thought about protecting herself and her twin boys, a flash of resolution lit up in Ruth's eyes. She couldn't let anyone know her secret. If
