HoldenMy parents wanted me to be the "perfect son".They realized their mistake when I returned from therapy camp hysterical and beaten up.< p> Then there was a couch of a hospital for the mentally ill. Because of the cold that bit into me with ice claws.Yes, I'm still cool, but now I'm already broken. I won't let anyone within a foot of me again.I've got a year left in Santa Cruz, after which I'll take my inheritance and start over.I didn't plan on falling in love.I didn't plan on falling in love. p>But fate laughs at our plans, doesn't it?RiverWhat is happiness to me? Family garage, home, life in Santa Cruz.Football wasn't even in the top ten. And I pretended to live up to other people's expectations.For everyone else, my life is perfect. For me, it is a lie.Since my mother fell ill, the word "home" has taken on a different meaning. I lost contact with him, moving further and further away from myself.I dreamed of a safe harbor. Holden was different.A rebel by nature, a Parisian party lover, an incorrigible heartthrob.My complete opposite.But what would happen to me if he left?The demons of one, the obligations of the other - everything played against them. But, breaking hearts, fate gives that tangible and real, which is why you are no longer able to refuse ...