About the book: year / Rhett Sullivan A mysterious guy dressed in shades of red. Nova Morkav An eccentric girl emitting drops of sunlight. He was what mothers warn their little daughters about - a brash, rich, cocky asshole with a sweet smile, unscrupulously wild and wild. I was the one who usually ignored guys like that, and underneath my quirky good girl façade was the free spirit and craziness that manifested itself in the artwork that adorned the walls of my studio. We were complete opposites in every way except one, and so we collided like two trains rushing headlong towards each other, with no chance of stopping. What blossomed between us... our "relationship" was manic. We are stuck in a cycle of madness. Rhett Sullivan became a bittersweet poison that I couldn't get enough of. And ultimately it destroyed me. Why? 'Cause our love was nothing but a lie...