I woke up lost and confused, with no name, no parents, nothing. But a boy with kind eyes had decided to help me. Eight years later and I couldn't imagine my life without him. I could spend hours watching him, stroking him, riding him. Birch was my first everything; my first friend, my first orgasm, my first love. There was no place on my body his tongue hadn't licked and his fingers hadn't gripped. I thought we were soul mates. . . Until I learned his family's secret and the lie that had been fed to me for years. He said he did it to protect me, he claimed it was all done for love. Birch promised me forever, but all I felt was betrayal. He wants me to remember what we have, that the love we feel for each other is real. I can't deny my feelings for him are still there. But how can I trust him now? How could I ever believe another word out of his mouth after what he kept from me? Even if it was a beautiful lie.