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286 pages, Paperback
Published August 19, 2018


Everything he was feeling, he was setting it free, letting it out, and all his hurt and pain, anger and guilt, fear and sadness, they felt like a whip and a lash against her skin. But she took it. She took it all. Because he had carried it inside him for so long— and it was killing him.
“You know my heartbeats?”
“Sometimes,” she said, “I don’t know if they are yours or mine.”
“Thank you,” he said.
“For what?”
“For loving me when I was so unlovable.”
“Thank you,” she said breathlessly.
“For what?”
“For not giving up.”
“You wouldn’t let me.”
You are neither man, nor monster, my friend. You are the magic that makes everything else shine.













"What is it you think I do not see? Your shadows? The darkness?...It is only at night that we can see the stars, Zeph. Darkness doesn't have to be scary. It can be beautiful. You have just forgotten."
"Your heart is racing." Zeph's hand covered the thumping organ. "You know my heartbeats?""Sometimes, I don't know if they are yours or mine."
