We fought. And I showed up to a party he wouldn't approve of. I could feel the alcohol everywhere in my body. I was dancing. I was getting the attention I wanted, man who wants to dance with me.

I turned around when I realized my drink was finished I bumped into a strong man. He grabbed me by the waist like it was so easy. But he had a familiar face. He looked at me with his straight and serious face.

“Does Carter know you're here?”

Landon Blackwood. My brother’s, Carter’s best friend.