A Love Song for Liars

I fell for Tyler Adams when he had nothing but a guitar. He was my rebel prince, my handsome muse, my twisted friend. We were worlds apart in every way that mattered: He was poor, I was rich. He was beautiful, I was plain. He honed his talent in private, while I ached for the spotlight. When Tyler moved in with us, Oakwood Prep fell on its knees to worship at his altar. He traded my friendship for their crown. I will never forgive his betrayal. But some nights... He makes me want to.