it Blackchurch. A secluded mansion in a remote, undisclosed location
where the wealthy and powerful send their misbehaving sons to cool off
away from prying eyes.
Will Grayson has always been an animal,
though. Reckless, wild, and someone who was never bound by a single rule
other than to do exactly what he wanted. There was no way his
grandfather was going risk him humiliating the family again.
that the last time was entirely his fault. He might’ve enjoyed backing
me into corners in high school when no one was looking, so they wouldn’t
catch on that Mr. Popular actually wanted a piece of that quiet, little
nerd he loved to torture so much, but…
He could also be warm. And fierce in keeping me safe.
The truth is… He has a right to hate me.
It’s all my fault. Everything.
Devils Night. The videos. The arrests.
I’m to blame for all of it.
And I regret nothing.