Slavery has come a long way since the 1800's, although in those times, it was almost unimaginable to believe this abusive way of living would change. This poem is inspired by this time in history.

"Afraid of... love?" "Precisely."

Evane only has her brother left when her parents die in a plane crash and her best--and only--friend has been in a coma for months. She's just about given up when she meets two new people. A girl named Ember who might be just as much of an outsider as Evane and Asher a boy with secrets. But will these strangers help or hurt her? What will happen when her life is intertwined with them? (Photo is not mine credit goes to the owner)