This story includes the text messages, group chats, phone calls, tweets, and letters that are shared between Grayson and Linoy. Grayson is a bit of wealth, being an heir where he lives in France and is expected to be as sophisticated as possible, even if he is only 17 years of age. Linoy is an old soul. Living in Chicago with her mom and niece, she writes spoken word and performs it in an old basement in downtown. It's crazy how one group chat on Twitter can have the power to bring to completely, different people together. One heir, one old soul, one hell of a mess. •.•.•.• I will not be posting original poetry in this book because I know there are snakes out there that will take it without giving credit. So unless I say something, all poetry in this book will be from other people and all credit will be given. Hope you all enjoy this roller coaster of a book! A/n: THE ARTWORK FOR THE COVER IS NOT MINE I ONLY CROPPED IT TO SHOW GRAYSON'S FACE & I ADDED THE TEXT.