Halloween night has always been a fun time, but this year it was just full of bad decisions. When my friends and I left the party and sat around a Ouija Board in a dark room, we thought it was all fun and games. It quickly turned into something much darker, deadly, and permanent.

This is what happens when you don't say goodbye.

After a string of deaths, I find myself in an impossible situation. Choosing between my friends and myself.

Who will be condemned?

I survived the unthinkable.

Even death wouldn't welcome me into its cold embrace.

I was battered and bruised, running in circles with no way out. Running for my life.

Until I stumbled upon Theodore Anderson. Sweet, perfect, Theo. A man who kept trying to breathe life back into me, no matter how hard I tried to drown. And even though I made a promise to myself, to be stronger, to be tougher, to not let anyone in…I could feel myself slipping. Tripping. Falling for him.

But even with all of these feelings, I'm still holding back. Too scared to try. Terrified to fall. Because what if he doesn't catch me? What if I shatter more pieces of myself on the way down?

So I've built a thick wall of ice, keeping him firmly on the other side of it. And no matter how much he tries to break it down, it doesn't budge.

Will he stay?

Or will he be the last thing that shatters me completely?

It was never meant to be more.

But somehow it was, and suddenly we were two halves of a whole.

Even if it was forbidden.

Oliver Scott swept me off my feet and flipped my world upside down, only to break my heart. When my mother died, I told him I wanted nothing to do with him, that he was dead to me.

I lost her because of him.

Somewhere along the way, Oliver needed the drugs more than he needed me. And I paid for the consequences of his actions.

The problem is, even through the pain of his mistake and my hate for him, something deeper still lingers between us.

A second chance was never in the cards for us, until it was. But my feelings of betrayal still simmer in the background, making it hard to forgive him.

I'm gambling with my sanity, knowing he could ruin me.

The worst part?

I want him to.

Because I want nothing more than to make him mine.

It's always been him.