I live and breathe dancing. Without it, I'm a shell - a mess of a young woman with no outlet for the pain and torment residing inside of me. Everything changes when I meet him. We're toxic together. God only knows why we love each other so much. He's part of my downfall - my destruction. And when I finally hit rock bottom, quickly spiraling into the darkest place imaginable, his best friend does his best to save my life. But how do you help a woman who can't find the strength to save herself? They're saying they're not giving up on me . . . but when every breath I suck into my deprived lungs hurts because of what I lost, what reason do I have to keep on living?