My life is not a fairy tale. No fairy godmother came to save me when my mom abused me. No prince charming came to fight away the nightmares I have every single night. But I didn't needed them. until she broke me. My dad brought me back to his house where he and his wife, Pam, lived. A week later, Pam asked me to go to LA with her so I can follow me dreams to be a singer. I wasn't blind. I didn't live under a rock for a decade. I knew who my step-brothers were. Logan and Jake Paul. It was hard to miss. They were everywhere. But they hate me. They think I was going to use them for fame and money. I hated them too. Their ego was bigger than the universe. I swore I would not have them ruin me like my mother did. I swore no feelings will get involved. I broke that promise when I saw him. Damn it.