Some say I’m worse than death. But I’m also a normal girl. I just happen to be cursed with the ability to drive a mind to insanity simply with my touch.
I can’t control my curse, which is why I’ve spent most of my life in a cage. Nothing survives my touch either, at least as far as I know.
Most call me a monster. Sometimes I wonder if maybe they’re right.
So when Caspian, a cocky, demanding—and I’ll admit, extremely good looking—genie shows up at my cage and demands I go with him to save his sisters's life, I agree, hoping I can do something good for once. I just wish he didn’t despise me so much.