For the last twelve years I've lived in fear. Fear of touch, fear of love, fear of the dark without the moon. But the letter I just received could put an end to it all-but not before pushing me to the edge one more time. Twelve years ago my life was stolen from me. My heart led me to a place I never should've been because my mind didn't know any better. Before that day, I was carefree and happy. I was excited about the future-a future that was blossoming with each passing day. A future with Trevor-my best friend and my new love. But what stood before us would break anyone, and what I didn't know was that it had already broken him. We would be held captive for ninety days. We weren't allowed to think on our own, breathe on our own, or speak on our own. Our minds and bodies were pushed to the edge and eventually broke. By the end of our ninety days, we were both lost inside ourselves, but bound to one another. Even though Trevor smiled every day, his will was broken, his soul was sucked dry, and his mind was cracking with each passing day. But on this fateful day, I finally understood why his smile was sad because mine was also. My name's Keda Spencer and this is my story of survival, and the road that led to it.