Seraphina, or Sara as she irritably preferred, was once again ushered out to the same family vacation she always was: an entire summer at Long Beach Island. But when her newfound summer love tragically passed away, she found herself at a stump. She barley crawled out of her bedroom to eat, and she dodged any social outings or even human contact. All she remembered was the tender blue of his eyes and how the ocean reminded her painfully of them, causing her to automatically recoil away from anyone. Will Sara ever rebound after this tragedy? Or will the rest of her summer instantly plummet with her?