You had a history with the Hawthorne name. A long, confusing one.

You were Emily's best friend, daughter of a world-renowned business man. You had practically grown up with all the Hawthorne boys.

Grayson in particular. You two were inseparable.

But, after Emily's death everything did a complete 180. Nothing, and nobody, was the same.

It had been a few years, Avery had just inherited the Hawthorne fortune and the family was trying to get used to her.

It was the annual donor's gala, you were attending with you family. Your dad was presenting some prestigious business award to the Hawthorne Foundation, and Grayson was there with Avery to accept it.