Date = 13 April
From one fire into the next. In the same day.
Place = San Francisco (UCSF Medical Center)
I just need out of here.
POV – Aria
Trust.
If you look it up in a dictionary, it will probably read something like a firm belief in the reliability of someone. A single word that’s difficult to achieve — whether earning it or giving it. And once it’s lost, it’s probably the hardest thing to get back.
Trust.
It’s like hugging a cactus while balancing on a cliff made of jello. Impossible, stupid, and probably painful.
Why is it so hard for me to trust Enrique?
Simple. Because I’m in love with him. And that’s a problem. A big, sparkly, glitter-coated, s*x-drenched problem.
I’m not supposed to catch feelings. This whole thing is fake. But my heart clearly didn’t read the fine pr
