"I vividly remember Portlyn sitting on a wooden bench. A large chocolate cake was set before her and she was smiling as she always does. Her friends were crowded around her singing "Happy Birthday". Some of them were off pitch and some were lyrically ahead or behind, but it was still a heartwarming scene to witness. And Portlyn, she looked like a pretty little doll behind the glow of birthday candle light. I yearn to have that impression of her again. Not only that, but to be in the emotional state I was before her disappearance was announced: cool, calm, and free from anxiety. These days it took great effort..."
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.