Born for love, traumatized into a state of complete indifference for others, the suffering he was in was palpable. I knew he was a drug dealer. I knew how he got there though. So what I saw was the frightened boy inside, the one who needed to protect his mother and be fearless. Fixing all this now, for him, is so hard because he will always bear the scars. Back then, sixteen years ago, it would have been as simple as providing a comfortable life for his mother and letting her do the rest.
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.