There are people who believe love is found.
There are people who believe love is chosen.
And then there's Samaira, who believes love should come with a giant warning label.
She is the kind of girl who believes life is already complicated enough without voluntarily adding a walking red flag to it.
While her friends stare at the tall, quiet, intimidating guy in the corner and whisper, "He's so attractive," she quietly wonders if he has ever smiled a day in his life.
She doesn't understand the phrase "I can fix him."
Fix him?
Is he a broken chair?
If someone looks dangerous, she doesn't see a challenge. She sees an excellent reason to leave. She believes instincts exist for a reason, and hers have never failed her.
She is cheerful, a little dramatic, laughs at the worst possible moments, and somehow finds happiness in the smallest things. She loves peaceful days, warm coffee, and people who don't look like they're hiding three crimes and a tragic backstory.
Her life rule is simple:
If trouble is walking toward her, she is walking the other way.
It works perfectly.
Until one day...
trouble decides to follow.
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