When I was eleven, my best friend died in a car accident. When I was twelve, my mom walked out, leaving only a note to say goodbye. When I was eighteen, I was forced into witness protection. My new name is Shyanne Adams. To protect myself, and painless existence, I do not live. I do not laugh. I do not love. For the last three years, the only meaningful thing I've done is care for the horse I rescued. But now, at the age of twenty-one, the one person from both my past and present is pushing me to start living. Before I know it, I'm moving in with new friends who make me laugh. And next door...