Susan's life was beyond broken, it was over. There was nothing left but a hollowed out empty spot she used to call her family. Dick, her husband, left and her beloved son Declan was in jail. All she'd ever wanted was to have a happy family. What happened? Where did she go wrong? Her days were spent consumed in misery, wondering. Restless in spirit, bitter and resentful, the ache became unbearable. Her only relief came in the form of a tiny little tablet. Miranda met the love of her life. Declan. He was gorgeous, sweet, and charming. His smile lit up the room and stole her heart. He was the best thing to ever happen to her. Trouble was - he was also the worst. Without him she was halved, with him, she might end up in jail. On the verge of bankruptcy and being fired, Miranda wonders if she'll ever be able to tell the truth again. Declan stared up at the ceiling thinking. He needed more dope and soon. The prison bars he was trapped behind closed with a final clang. The sound reverberated through his jaw and down his back. It echoed down the miles of endless hallways. His bowels quivered and nausea churned. Yep, he was going to need something frast. He counted the hours trying to calculate how long before he'd be writhing on the floor. Six, at the most, but he could already feel it begin. Lyndsey, who never believed in fairy tales, pinched herself. She couldn't have dreamed this big. Her life in recovery was more than one she'd ever dared to hope for. When you've been on the verge of death, and live to tell about it, life could be so very sweet. No longer hopeless or living in despair, lyndsey makes it her life's purpose to help others. But will they listen to her?