Chloe is dying. Well... Was dying. She can't remember how she survived. Not entirely. All she can remember was those eyes... Sparkling deep blues, red rosy lips, a name. "Beca..." She whispers that every night. Chloe was saved. Not by an angel, not by the devil either. Beca was bound. After she gave life instead of taking it, her uncles were after her. They demand she take back what she gave, but after seeing Chloe again, after that heart wrecking night where she found herself in conflict between her personal interest and her duty, Beca can't help but let old feelings resurface. Now she they had to make a choice. To live... or to die.