Less than 24 hours ago, I'd stood right here, wearing that dress, telling a boy I loved him. Oh, how the mighty fell. They betrayed me. Three boys I thought I knew. Leaving me with the one I thought I hated most. It was him who carried my broken, beaten body. Him who cleaned my wounds and held me tight. The prince to my princess. Lies. I won't be that girl anymore. The one who fell for their smooth words and smoldering looks. Colt is key to never being her again. There's still a killer on the loose. Still a murder left unsolved. Still three boys who own my heart. But some dangerous little secrets are better left buried. His is one of them.