Honestly? Love is a dirty liar. It shows up wearing forest-green scrubs and smelling like expensive secrets, making you forget that your heart is already held together by duct tape and Leo’s sticky handprints. Julian is the kind of beautiful that should come with a warning label, the kind that makes "unfiltered" truths feel like soulmates connecting. But I’ve seen this movie before. I know that the most intoxicating highs usually end in a freefall. I’m just a single mom trying not to let the blue win, wondering if I’m falling in love or just falling for the same beautiful mistake.