My mistakes become mysteries, something I question everyday. The pain and sorrow that hunts me. The only good thing I had in life was my Son. A 15 year old nobody in the real world.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.