I have epilepsy, and am therefore, unlovable.
It sounds dramatic even to my own ears, but the truth doesn't lie.
Not after my boyfriend broke up with me when he found out about my condition.
But instead of feeling sorry for myself, I've decided to focus on school...
Which would be a lot easier if my friend wasn't trying to set me up with someone.
Macklin's the paramedic who drove me to the hospital after a particularly ugly seizure.
He's attractive, and sweet, no matter how grumpy I am to him.
He's also stubborn and is convinced we should be friends.
Which is fine...
If I don't strangle him first...
Or jump his bones when we find ourselves sharing a bed during a snowstorm.
Yeah. I'm in trouble.
