She thought she'd never have to deal with him again. She thought she didn't need him. However tragedy has struck and she's left emotionally vulnerable and physically impaired. The last person she'd expect to aid her down the path to recovery steps in, but sometimes wounds run too deep to be healed; sometimes bitterness leaves a stain on our hearts, a stain that's detrimental to those around as, as well as ourselves. Will April let her first love back in? Or will she block the world out and give in to her sorrows?