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285 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 4, 2020
"Sometimes you have to let go of the life you planned in order to live the one you're given."
We'd been disenchanted with the beauty of life since the day we'd met. But we had each other. That was the one constant we needed for happiness.
"You're mine, Ramsey. You can try to fight me. You can hate me. You can lie to yourself for the rest of your life... but wherever you are, however long you're there, you are always mine."
We were just two halves of one whole, the way it was always supposed to be.
"Love changes a man—even when he’s not yet a man at all."
"I didn’t need it to be physical with us. If keeping him as a part of my life meant not being the center of his, I could do that. Having him back was enough."
"He broke my leg. He broke my patience. And eventually he broke my heart. But there hasn’t been a minute that’s passed that I haven’t loved him with every single broken shard.”
“Because when I was ten years old, I met a boy. I hated him. But I needed him like my veins needed blood. He broke my leg. He broke my patience. And eventually he broke my heart. But there hasn’t been a minute that’s passed that I haven’t loved him with every single broken shard.”
I’m not giving up on you, Ramsey. I don’t care if you want me to. I don’t care if it means you ice me out for all of eternity. I don’t even care that you’ve already quit on me. I once promised that it was you and me forever. Do you remember that? You made me swear it.”
“I can’t do this without you.”
“Do what?”
He lifted one shoulder in a half shrug. “Breathe.”
"Sometimes you have to let go of the life you planned in order to live the one you’re given."
And then Ramsey kissed me, deep and frantic like a boy. Gentle and skilled like a man. All-consuming and claiming like my forever. And he did it all tasting like watermelon gum.
“I can’t do this without you.”
“Do what?” I asked.
He lifted one shoulder in a half shrug. “Breathe.”
“I didn’t know it then, but that day, Ramsey Stewart saved my life. And six years later, I’d repay him by ruining his life.”
“That was exactly how I lived my life, showing the world a pretty exterior to hide the disaster on the inside.”
“I couldn’t blame her; deep down, I was raging too. Thea and I were two of a kind. Lost. Broken. Forgotten. Stuck.”
I can’t do this without you.”
“Do what?” I asked.
He lifted one shoulder in a half shrug. “Breathe.”