The press of curved silver against her cheek. Sharp. Blood pulsing under the skin. And beneath that, dizzying ecstasy, a kind of sickening thrill. The whisper of breath against her mouth, cool and metallic. "Wendy."

As her parents try to push a husband on Wendy she becomes worn out, until she meets peter again in a very unexpected way. Could this work out or will people in their lives tear the love apart?