WHERE GOOD GIRLS GO TO DIE
IT WAS A BAD IDEA FROM THE BEGINNING.
HE WAS MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND AND THE DEFINITION OF UNAVAILABLE.
BUT I DIDN'T CARE. I HAD LOVED HIM FOR AS LONG AS I COULD REMEMBER.
HE WAS WORTH THE RISK. HE WAS WORTH EVERYTHING.
BUT THEN HE BROKE MY HEART AS EASILY AS I FELL FOR HIM.
HE WATCHED ME FALL, SPIRALING OUT OF CONTROL, AND AS I REACHED FOR HIM, HE WASN'T THERE TO CATCH ME.
SO I RAN.
FOUR YEARS LATER, I NEVER EXPECTED TO SEE HIM AGAIN.
HE WAS STILL MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND, AND HE WAS MORE UNAVAILABLE THAN EVER.
HE LOOKED EVERY BIT THE BAD BOY I KNEW HE WAS, COVERED IN TATTOOS AND A CROOKED SMILE.
GUARDING MY HEART FROM HIM WAS TOP PRIORITY BECAUSE PARKER JAMES WAS WHERE GOOD GIRLS GO TO DIE.
UNFORTUNATELY FOR HIM, I WASN'T A GOOD GIRL ANYMORE.
WHERE BAD GIRLS GO TO FALL
NOTHING GOOD CAME FROM LISTENING TO MY HEART.
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IT WAS CARELESS AND IRRATIONAL AND BECAME WAY TOO INVESTED WHEN I READ A ROMANCE NOVEL.
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SO I PUT HER UNDER LOCK AND KEY.
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I ONLY HAD A FEW RULES, AND I ALWAYS STUCK WITH THEM.
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1. NEVER GET ATTACHED.
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2. ALWAYS RUN BEFORE THE FEELS BECOME CONTAGIOUS.
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3. NO MATTER WHAT, UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES, NEVER FALL IN LOVE.
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HE WAS A PLAYBOY WHO RAN BY THE SAME SET OF RULES.
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WHAT WE HAD TOGETHER WAS FUN, IT WAS HOT, AND IT WAS TEMPORARY.
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UNTIL HE SCREWED EVERYTHING UP.
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WE WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE EACH OTHER'S HAPPILY EVER AFTER, BUT THE HARDER I TRIED TO PUSH HIM AWAY, THE FURTHER I FELL.
