Emilee My final year of high school should be the time of my life, but it isn’t. Instead of having friends, making memories, and loving my life, I’m hiding away from the two people who are determined to break me. I’m keeping my head down, focusing on my grades in the hope that I’ll finally get out of this town and away from everyone. There are four months left of high school. 90 days of walking into that building. I can make it. I have to make it. Parker Being the new kid halfway through your last year of high school is tough. I didn’t have a plan, but that changed when I saw Emilee. One look into her eyes that held so much pain, hurt, and sorrow, and I knew I was meant to help her. There is only one problem. I’m sure the person trying to break her is the person I promised to give a chance to. A promise I made to the one person who has always been there for me. The person I never break my promises to, but it’s getting harder to keep.