It happened in stages.My father left.My twin sister died of an incurable autoimmune disease.My mother started breaking down.Then I was diagnosed with the very thing that took my other half from me.That was when I realized Mama's eyes turned gold when she cried.So I moved in with my father and his new family--new wife, new son, new stepbrother.Kaiden Monroe made me feel normal.

Hated. Cared for. Loathed. And . loved.Somewhere along the way, I'd found solace in the boy with brooding eyes.But everything happens in stages.And nothing good ever lasts.