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She’d spent her entire life straining under the pressure of impossible expectations, and unfortunately, not even the end of the fucking world was enough to release her from them.
Georgie wasn’t just an inexperienced medic. She was an anxiety-ridden former pre-med student with a crippling fear of failure.
Their friendship was built on a foundation of shared trauma and loss—they’d both lost a parent during the attack last year—but despite the rough start and the long list of differences, somehow they fit perfectly together.
“We can’t save everyone,” her mom had told her. “Not right away. But nothing is ever hopeless. The darkness won’t last forever. Things will get better.”
“I’m the only thing in this fucked up world I have some sort of control over, and sometimes I’m terrified I’m messing it up.”
“You know it’s not on you to save the world, right?”
The world’s a fucking mess.” “It’s always been a mess,” he said. “It’s just more noticeable now. But if things like love and beautiful boys don’t matter, then what does?”
That’s the worst part, you know? Surviving when everyone else keeps dying.”
