If I ever have any regrets at all, the only one will be that I ever fell for him back in high school.
We became classmates when we split into arts and science streams.
Darren was handsome, top of his class, came from a wealthy family, and he was so popular that almost everyone would follow whatever he said.
Me? The only thing I had going for me was consistently scoring first place in exams. Nothing else.
Some people even whispered behind my back that I was nothing but a bookworm.
Two people like us should never have crossed paths at all.
But everything changed during a mandatory outdoor survival hike.
There was a five-hundred-dollar cash prize for the first person to reach the mountain summit.
Quietly, I made up my mind: I had to win that money.
It would mean my mother, who never
