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464 pages, Paperback
First published February 24, 2026
⋆𐙚₊˚⊹“It’s always been me coming right back to you. You’re the end of every sentence, Delilah. I’ve just been too stubborn to see it.”⋆𐙚₊˚⊹
⭑.ᐟ “I have a lifetime of being forced into other people’s too-small boxes. I have scars and bruises across my heart from every time I’ve been underestimated, undervalued.”
⭑.ᐟ “I think you hide all of your best parts in tiny, little pouches, Jackson Clark.”
⋆˚⊹“Jackson is looking at me like maybe it feels like magic for him too.”⋆˚⊹
⋆˚⊹“You just said you don’t believe in fate.”
“But I believe in you,” I rasp. “God, Delilah. Do I believe in you.”⋆˚⊹


”I know she sleeps with her hands tucked under her cheek, curled on her side.
She stole the extra quilt from my side of the bed, but I don't mind. I want her to be warm.”
“I squeeze her hips so hard I bet she’ll have fingertip-sized bruises tomorrow.
Ten perfect presses of blue and purple. The shape of my need for her.”
“Jackson is nice to look at and knows about cloud formations. Delilah catnip, basically.”
“Penelope and I have never missed a meal with you. You’ve never missed a doctor’s appointment or parent-teacher conference or dance recital. Why do I need a mom when I have a Jackson?”