Hush: A Forbidden Romance

Once I’m behind the wheel of my 2007 Honda Civic with the windows down, I blast “Summertime Sadness” by Lana Del Rey. It’s not summer, but the song is fitting for the situation. I make the short drive back to my newly rented townhouse that I’m sure I can no longer afford.

Brooke’s making some weird breakfast omelet that’s supposed to be healthy for you, but it looks more like some rotten green sponge that fell out of a garbage truck.

“When life hands you lemons, grab tequila, some salt, and drown your sorrows!”

what are you into?”

I can feel the tension between us as we walk in silence.

True love holds no limits.
And for anyone who’s lucky enough to experience it, I say embrace it. It’s the best feeling in the world.

euphoric

You…” He falters. “You are simply the most intoxicating person I have ever met, yet I don’t even know your last name.”

plethora

pumped for your race on