It was a cold night, very cold. There she was, sitting placidly in the corner of the bathroom, sobbing. Stacy was seventeen, tall, fit and beautiful. She lived in a luxurious house with her father, brother and stepmother, who was only five years older than her. At school, she was captain of the cheerleading team and the most popular girl. According to some people who didn't know much about her life, she lived the life of an idol. There's a whole other side of his life that they don't know about. She was a caring and sensitive person. Unfortunately, his life was not as good as his appearance. She was rich in beauty and money, but not in happiness. His brother is a drug addict. His father only cares about his own satisfaction and is interested in young women. Her mother had disappeared after learning of her husband's adventures. As for her sister Léa, aged eight, she always dreams of her mother's return and keeps her mother's portrait with her wherever she goes. In the morning, Stacy leaves to meet her boyfriend Peter. He was a charming young man...