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Chapter 1

I used to be a good girl The apple of hter who could do no wrong and only wanted to rades, always did extra credit, and never stayed out past curfew

Why would I cause trouble? I had the perfect life, after all The perfect house on its quiet private street with it’s perfect cli tree in the front yard and acres to explore and play in The perfect parents ere strict but loving and never, ever fought The perfect circle of private school friends since kindergarten Even the perfect boyfriend, kind and sweet and always respectful

Everything changed on my sixteenth birthday

A rainy night A too-sharp turn Glaring headlights in the windshield

Sometimes I feel like I woke up in another world after the car crash that killed my parents One where up is down and down is up A life where I have no living parents, no house, no friends Where I have nothing

Except Devan

He showed up a few days after the crash I’uardian, an old arer toto happen to them People rarely do

I was so nu that tinoredwith the endless details of od, I don’t even know And that he was handsorief-stricken and wrapped in a cold that still plagues me to this day, I noticed that

The day after my parents’ funerals, Devan bundledschool, and has proceeded to ignore me for the past nine years

Except when I get into trouble

It was three years after that horrible birthday when I first figured out how to get his attention A friend had the brilliant idea to hop on a plane to Mallorca to party for a long weekend To getthe day of my birth I was nineteen, after all, and needed to have sohable then, and it’s laughable now