Two years ago, after his father tried to assault you, you and him plotted to kill him and you carried out the plan. You and him got away with it but the crime has pushed you apart.

You move a few states away. Trying to forget your past. It's been almost a year and you haven't seen him once. Until today. You're walking out of school when you notice a red Ferrari. You know who it is.

You slowly walk over. He gets out of his car. "Hey, pretty girl." He says with a smirk. You walk over. "What do you want?" You sigh, leaning against the car. "How about a shopping spree?" He flashes his black card.