Dear Diary, it wasn't love
Dear Diary,
I thought I was smarter than this.
It was the perfect plan.
A new city.
Another start.
A best friend by my side.
Another lie.
I was prepared for that.
I planned for it.
But I didn't plan for him.
I resisted until I relented.
And now? I just regret it.
The only thing worse than hating Rhett Ryder?
Is falling in love with him.
Let's just say, we have irrefutable differences.