All I wanted for so long was to remember the car crash that killed my mother. Like it might somehow chase away the guilt and the grief that followed her death. But now I remember, and once again, my world has been tipped on its axis. I'm angry at the world. My mother. Father. And especially the boy who stole my heart and crushed it beneath his palm. Everyone warned me to stay away from Atlas Scott-the bad boy football star, with a reputation for trouble. Maybe I should've listened. But our bond was seemingly unbreakable, forged in the fire of tragedy. Until it wasn't, and everything fell apart. Now the memories that haunt me are so much harder to manage on the heels of heartbreak. Graham, my best friend, is once again picking up the pieces while I search for vindication in all the wrong places. Because there's only one catalyst for healing and redemption. Love.