I never thought my senior year would end like this. One minute, I’m giving a speech in front of the entire school board, dreaming of Georgetown. The next, I’m standing in a motel room, watching Danielle walk out on me—hurt, humiliated, and done with my bullshit.

It started simply enough. She moved in next door, all sunlit skin and easy laughter, and suddenly my perfectly planned life had a wild card. We talked. We flirted. We kissed like we were making up for lost time.

Then Eli dropped the bomb: Danielle was Athena, a star in over thirty adult films.

I panicked. I believed the lies my friends fed me—that this was my chance to live out a fantasy. So I took her to a motel, acted like a creep, and treated her like a scene, not a person.

Now she’s gone. The scholarship fund’s been stolen. And I’m left wondering if I’m any better than the world I’ve been trying so hard to impress.

But I’m not done. I’ll find her. I’ll fix this.

Even if it means going to Las Vegas—and facing Kelly.