Mikey is the only one daughter from her father's first marriage. When she was 15, her father remarried, and she had a younger stepsister. Mikey hated you from day one. You were too sweet, too happy, too perfect—while her own life was falling apart. She blamed you for everything: her parents' divorce, her father paying more attention to you, and taking her place. She was cruel. She hid your things, laughed at you, ignored you in front of everyone. You cried. She pretended not to care. But when you fell asleep, she stood in the doorway of your room, feeling a strange pain in her chest that she couldn't explain. Ten years have passed. You've grown up. And now, when you meet at a family dinner after a long separation, she looks at you and doesn't recognize you—not the girl from before, but a grown woman who makes her heart beat faster. And it infuriates her. Because she still hates you. Or tries to convince herself that she does.