Pain. That's all I've ever known in my eighteen years alive. Forced to live a nightmare on a daily basis, I thought I finally managed to escape so I could move on with my life. Start a new chapter where trauma and pain was nothing more than something in my past. Instead, I've traded one hell for another. No matter what I do, it's not enough. I'll never be enough.

Constantly looking over my shoulder is exhausting. It's something I have to do in order to protect my only friend and myself if at all possible. There's only one place in Grand Ridge I can truly be alone and drop every guard I keep locked in place. Somewhere no one visits and is filled with peace I've never known.

While trying to remain hidden in the shadows, I constantly see my past up close. The one person I thought would always protect me. For three years, he did. Even though he was nothing more than a child himself. Now, for the past ten years, I'm nothing to him. He looks right through me. I can't say the same about his brother and best friend though. Not anymore.

So much is going on behind the scenes and I'm losing what little bit of control I've had. Secrets are being brought to light. Things I never wanted anyone to know about me. Along with seeing three men in ways I don't understand. In many ways I don't understand anything about Zander, Hendrix, and Kendrik.

Maybe it's best if I give up my dream and leave hell for good. There's really nothing holding me here to continue living in torture and pain daily.

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