The past should remain in the past, but it has a nasty habit of shoving its way to the surface. No matter what Aven does a life stolen from her keeps roaring back, bringing with it nothing but torment and heartache. She refuses, however, to let the past define who she is now, and even celebrates a joyous occasion to finally bring happiness to her chaotic life. But the merriment is short-lived when the Ancients, along with the Guardians, try to dictate the course of her new-found freedom. Will more sacrifices need to be made, and at what cost? Should Aven ignore history, or let it repeat itself until it ultimately consumes her?
