Now that I've done all my sightseeing, my holiday bliss is complete. And my, my, my have our pretty little liars been busy! Hanna got the boot from boot camp. Emily bribed a cop. Aria got married, to an eco-terrorist, no less. And Spencer—well, let's just say she really knows how to get a guy's, er, blood pumping.
Poor Spence. What she wants most in the world is a family who doesn't hate her. A sister who will help her get a guy without stabbing her in the back. Parents who will listen to her problems and always be there. Little does she know there's a reason that they treat her like an outsider. Her flawless family isn't nearly as perfect as it seems. The Hastingses have some huh-yuge secrets.. And who better to tell Spencer than moi?
But as exciting as these holiday jaunts have been, my fun is only just beginning. My grand plans will make Mona's peeping-tom act look more amateurish than Aria's DIY knitted bras. Thanks to me, Hanna's about to fall so far down the food chain she'll never be able to claw her way up. Aria's love life is going to get a whole lot messier. Emily will break her mother's heart into a million pieces. Spencer will destroy her family, once and for all. And soon enough, Ali won't be the only one in Rosewood to die tragically and too young. Sound harsh? Well, what can I say? These bitches ruined my life. And I believe in an eye for an eye. Or in my case, their lives for mine.
So who am I? You'll find out soon enough. But until then, I'm the shadow in the window, the whisper in the wind, the nagging feeling that someone is watching, waiting. Spencer and her friends can resolve to be good this new year, but I'll be there to help them stay their sinful selves.
Buckle up, ladies. If I have anything to say about it, this New Year's will be your last.
—A
End of Book Four.Five. Look out for Wicked Book Five.