41 parts Complete Tall, dark haired, stormy green eyes. I find myself falling deeper into them, getting lost every time. Lost in a field of green. Teeth white as snow, a smile that infectious but dangerous, dimples so deep I could fill them with water and never touch the bottom. What is it about those green eyes that gets me? Why can't I stop thinking of them? Staring at the ceiling, my thoughts haunt me. My music, my writing is the only thing I know. The words write themselves on a page, the notes flow through me with ease. How will I ever get out of this labyrinth?
Theo is in a band. So is Collin. Many miles between them constantly changing. How can Theo battle her haunting past. Will she let Collin in? Will Collin stay closed off too? What happens when the worst part of someone is the only thing you can see? Fall in love, fall into the labyrinth.
