"They're beautiful." he speaks up. I don't look at him as my ears burn brightly from just hearing his voice. What is wrong with me? My heart beats faster as I hear him move gradually closer to me. I slowly turn back to his gaze, and this time I don't know if I can ever look away.
"The stars are pretty." I whisper. He raises one hand and takes off my glasses as I freeze in place.
"No, not the stars. I mean your eyes."
Emily's a strong girl, but her life is constantly falling apart. With school bullies and a abusive parent, she watches her sanity start to deteriorate to nothing. Her only safety line Ms. Foecher, a old woman who was her close neighbor, died recently.
Can the mysterious boy who just moved in next door help her glue back the pieces of her mentality before it's too late?