“That’s because we’re peas and carrots, right?” she teased. It’s what our mothers had always said since we were young. And damn, had they been right. Because this girl had always completed me in a way I’d never understood. “Damn straight. Eat up. No more of this pouting shit. Starting today, you hold your head high. No more grieving over a dude who doesn’t deserve your time or your tears.”
