If someone had told me that running away would become part of my daily life, I would have told them they were crazy. Since I arrived in Washington, working and studying for my Anthropology degree was the only thing I focused on. But I met him, and as suddenly as he stole my first smile, so suddenly he stole my heart. I always knew he was hiding something. His eyes screamed it. The word danger was engraved on them. I didn't want to fall in love, I decided not to fall, but our entanglements led me to perdition. Daniel Mickerson had the facade of being able to steal a breath just by looking at him, and with his smile, you were already lost. I wasn't strong and I fell, I got carried away by desire and ended up right where I didn't want to be. But that wasn't the worst of it: he hid many secrets, things that I would never have imagined. By ignoring my intuition, I ended up wrapped up in the demons of her past.