My brother? He’s dead. My first love? Dead. I am alone. Until I’m not. My first love, well he had three brothers, and for some reason they are hellbent on not leaving me alone. No matter where I go or what I do, there they are. Always watching in the shadows, waiting for something to happen, but what? I try my best to steer clear of them, but in doing so I stumble across a mystery. It’s one that I must solve, even if it means putting myself in danger, even if it means getting the help of the three brothers I should most decidedly avoid. Even if it means realizing nothing is as it seems. Join Sunday as she navigates the waters of grief, the devastation of first love, and the possibility of a truth so painful she might just wish she could forget it all. This is a why choose, Sunday will end up with multiple men. And I want to make this abundantly clear, nothing is at it seems.