Everyone said I married the perfect man. But if Conall Walsh were perfect, I wouldn't have killed him.

I thought I got away with it until I received an anonymous note at the ballet company I dance for. A mysterious stranger threatens to spill all my secrets. To ruin my life. To put me in prison for my crime.

I'm meeting him tonight at the abandoned opera house to beg him to spare me.

I can pay him. I have money. But his price isn't money. It's me.