"One of the first things I learned on my own is that the line between good and bad is a thin one. When survival comes into play? That line disappears entirely. I've learned we're not just capable of everything, we're capable of anything and desperation can bring out a type of madness in us that we never thought was possible. So, no. I don't think I'm a good person. I don't think I'm a bad person either. It's a fucked up world we live in and I'm just trying to get by." *This is a rewrite of this story. The old version is still up on my profile which you can check out if you'd like, but I highly discourage that as it's a little cringy.

"It's in the eyes." Laying low until her 24th birthday seemed like an easy feat to Aerin. With the collateral damage of a childhood she'd rather forget dragging behind her and her will to keep going slowly deteriorating, the absolute last thing she wanted was for everything she thought she left behind coming back to haunt her. Meeting Gabriel seemed like a stroke of luck in a game she was continuously losing. Until they both realize the other has secrets they're not willing to share. With Gabriel hounding her for the truth and a ghost from her past turning her lonely, dismal life upside down, Aerin finds herself wondering if she even wants to make it to 24.