Paige Viel was never really a fan of 'forever' but the moment a charming and devilish baby named Lyle Allen deliberately pressed down his entire baby weight on her when they were barely one, chunk out a relative amount of her hair when they were two, 'accidentally' peed on her hair when they were three, 'unintentionally' replaced her orange juice with not so gentle laxative when they were seven, bought her a box full of mice as a birthday present when they were ten, dyed her hair white to look like his favourite anime character when they were twelve, and ditched her to rot in jail for a whole day when they were fifteen; she made it her life's purpose to hate him forever. What she didn't expect was to find him gone the morning her mom bailed her out of that damned jail. She should be happy right? Now that the devil incarnate, also known as Lyle Allen has gone to God knows where. But why did she find herself reeling in anger seeing him with a girl, a gorgeous one at that, safely secured in his arms three years after the night he disappeared? 'Yep, totally going to hate him forever', she thought.