Xander There's something seriously wrong with me. For once, I'm not talking about the health anxiety that randomly pops up and wreaks havoc on my life. I'm talking about, well, everything else. All my roommates have found someone to love them, and it hurts to see the guys who used to have me at the center of their worlds pair off and grow up, especially when it's a reminder of how alone I've always been. I've always had an issue with relationships. With forming a connection with people outside of Seven, but this is more. Because I want to find my someone. Except the one person my brain has latched onto is the one person I can never have. The one person who's there to help me when my panic attacks get too much. Nurse Derek. Derek I should never have offered to treat Xander Moore. And now here I am years later, my life on hold, while I wait day in and day out for the call that Xander needs me. It always comes, and I always answer, but I'm starting to dread those visits. Lately, I'm