I didn't know he was forbidden until after our one night stand.
I met Milo Corti during his self-destructive era, and he met me at the beginning of mine. That night when we crossed paths at a college party, we only had one goal: to feel good during our hell storms.
After we parted ways, I'd planned never to see him again. That was until I showed up for my first day as a student-teacher and found him sitting right there before me. Now I was forced to cross paths with the person meant to be nothing more than a fading memory.
The more time we spent together, the more drawn I felt toward him. When his world shifted for the worst, I couldn't help but to lean in closer.
I'd always done the right thing. For the first time ever, I wanted to do something very wrong. I wanted to fall in love with the one person who was off-limits.
The problem with falling for something forbidden? Once you began to descend, you were destined to crash and burn.
