Rich boys don't fraternize with the help.
They don't fall in love with the help.
They don't risk everything for the help.
We know what we're up against now. Who we're up against. But if he holds all the cards, the truth hardly matters.
The kings of Linwood want me to run. They want me far away from here, where I'll be safe.
I won't go though. I refuse to leave my mom behind, and the four boys who've each claimed a piece of my heart won't let me face this threat on my own.
They swear they'll do whatever it takes to end this. To keep me safe.
Since we won't back down, fighting is our only option.
But I've played poker long enough to know that sometimes when you risk everything...
You lose everything.