My subconscious wanted him even when logic said I shouldn't. Rejected, abused, and abandoned, all I've ever wanted was to be accepted, loved even. I thought going to college on a scholarship would be my ticket out of hell, but nothing good ever comes without a price. Desperation fuels me and a rash decision changes the course of my life. Everything I've ever wanted is within reach. Like a moth to a flame, my soul screams for him, but the horrors of my past hold me hostage. Can I trust my mangled heart in his perfect life when my past repeats itself or will he destroy what is left of me? *If you have triggers, please proceed with caution*