"Bitch" "slut" "ugly whore" "anorexic piece of shit" These were the words Daphne Faust woke up to everyday of her life. If being the youngest wasn't enough to deal with, she was also adopted. From who? She doesn't know. But as much as her life sucks, she's never done self harm for one reason only. Dance. It's her escape root. The only way of letting go of the pain she feels. When she looses the one thing she loves, will she turn to self harm? Will the mysterious boy on the side of the road help her through it all? Or will her life just fall apart completely? Now that dancing is no longer her getaway.