What happens when the truth doesn’t set you free?
Once again, I have it all.
My friends tell me I’m popular, that my name makes me a king.
My girlfriend is queen.
All I lost has been restored.
But nothing is the way it used to be.
I can’t play football. People are wary of me after treating me like shit for years. And Gloria Walton is now the ghost that haunts the halls of Willow Heights.
When I stumble upon the fallen queen’s secret, nothing can stop me from going back for more. Not the fact that she’s a social pariah. Not the fact that I have a girlfriend. Not even finding out what happened before the attack.
I may have recovered my memories and my status, but someone is still keeping secrets.
Here’s what I know about people:
Duke is a psycho who understands me.
Gloria is a liar who loves me.
Dixie is a schemer who will never let me go.
The pills are the only thing I can count on.
But what once felt like freedom is now just one more cage.
Who can I trust to help me find a way out without losing my mind, my soul, or my life?
