Prologue

JULIA'S POV

I am dying.

Mama gets angry when I call it out for what it was. Death.

I have cancer and I am going to die in 6 months indefinitely.

I am not scared of death but I am afraid of regrets and I do have one.

I have never allowed myself to fall in love. It had always been too risky, a very vulnerable position. Besides, I have never bothered to concern myself with such frivolity.

But you’ll be surprised at how much frivolity you wished you indulged in when you sit in the confine of a pale white room facing a doctor that was telling you, you have mere months to live and yet all you could focus on was how immaculate his teeth were.

But I have a plan.

A bucket list of things I was going to do with the man I chose to fall in love with so I can leave with no regrets.

My best friend thinks it is stupid and she doesn’t even know the full story yet.

I am going to fall in love with the most wicked man in New York.

I am just a dying girl, not an evil one so certainly, I am not going to pick a man that might lose his heart to me, and who else was a better candidate than a heartless man who has nothing to lose?