My best friend's ex.
The single most "off-limits" guy on this entire planet.
You can imagine the horror on her face when she found us together and the absolute guilt I felt for hiding it from her.
No matter how much I liked him, I could never let that come between our friendship. So I told myself that I could let him go.
Which sounded like a great plan:
Save my friendship, live my life, date other guys.
Except, in those couple months we spent together, he ruined me for anyone else. They would never be him.
Falling for him was wrong, but my heart had other plans.