The Ex. The Liar. The Devil. My type is bad boys that will screw me over and leave me walking funny. No matter how much they tempt me or my ruined heart-I know better than to trust my own taste in men. My ex taught me that love isn't sweet, patient, or kind. It's cruel and it hurts. He'll do anything for a second chance, but I can't forget the flames that burned me from the inside out three years ago. My liar is forbidden,...