I'm locked in a gymnasium with Oliver Winslow—the only man I've ever loved.

Sounds like a dream come true.

But it's not.

The man is hot as hell with the biggest heart, but the kicker—he isn't mine.

One truth is heart-wrenchingly obvious.

Unrequited love sucks.

Just being near him makes my heart stutter, and the way he stares at me, intense and soul-searing as if he knows every one of my secrets, causes me to unravel.

I won't make it through the night.

Being stuck with him may break me.

While he's looking for a way out, I'm looking for a way in.

Into his heart.