I've been in love with Foster for a while, but the night I finally get the courage to tell him how I feel is the same night I nearly drown. Foster saves me, though. At least that's what I'm led to believe.
But I don't remember much of what happened. What I do know is that I'm no longer the same girl as I was before. I tasted death that night, and it's left me feeling confused, except on a few occasions when I'm around Kingsley. When I'm around him, all I feel is calm.
I can also see things I couldn't before. Things I'm not sure are real. If they are, then nothing is what it appears to be, including how I was told I was saved.
I need to find out what happened. But the more I search for answers, the more dangerous my life becomes. And I realize I don't know the Avertonson brothers as well as I thought.