I thought having cancer at 18 was the worst thing I’d have to deal with. Then I meet Preston and Easton Scott. The cruel but devilishly handsome twins hate me from the first moment they see me, and their dislike only grows as time passes.
While I try to juggle school, treatments, and taking care of my grandma, the twins and their friends find new ways to make my life a living hell.
At least they don’t know I’m sick, because I’d rather be bullied than pitied.
Question is. How much more can I take before I break into a million pieces?
