Mallory Lynch was sixteen when Phoenix Feely ruined her. He was eighteen. A guitarist in a sticky Cork pub band. My mam's best friend's son. The boy my Da warned me to stay away from. Phoenix didn't want me either. Too young. Too sweet. Until he did. But one late-night gig. One jealous glance. One stolen kiss. And suddenly, I was his favorite mistake. First love feels like freedom... Until it breaks you.