"It was a special thing, to have one's reflection in harmony with who they were. London, 1813. Oliver Bennet feels trapped. Not just by the endless corsets, petticoats, and ribbons he's forced to wear on a daily basis, but also by society's expectations. The world--and the vast majority of his family and friends--think Oliver is a girl named Elizabeth. He is therefore expected to mingle at balls wearing pretty dresses, entertain suitors, and ultimately become someone's wife. But Oliver can't bear the thought of such a fate. He finds solace in the few times he can sneak out of his family's home and explore the city rightfully dressed as a young gentleman. It is during one such excursion that Oliver becomes acquanited with Darcy, a sulky young man who was rude to "Elizabeth" at a recent social function. But in the comfort of being out of the public eye, Oliver comes to find that Darcy is actually a sweet, intelligent boy with a warm heart. As Oliver is able to spend more time as his true self, he dares begin to hope that his dream of love and life as a man could be possible. But suitors are growing bolder--and even threatening--and his mother is increasingly desperate to see him settled into an engagement. Oliver will have to choose: settle for safety, security, and a life of pretending to be someone he's not, or risk it all for a slim chance at freedom, love, and a life that can be truly, honestly his own"-- Dust jacket flap.