They showed up when I had no one else, their motives totally obscure. Driven by my need for closure, I find myself inexplicably drawn to them. At the lowest point in my life, they offered me a twisted redemption: revenge. Having them around ignites conflicting emotions within me--familiarity intertwined with so much doubt--and they want nothing more than to keep me. They have the means to my end. But can I trust them? And can I allow myself to stay when their sins remain unspoken, threatening to tear everything apart again? Contains mature themes.