More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
What could she say? What sentence would pierce him while leaving her intact? She had built her life so carefully around him. To say something, to do something, to feel something, would be to self-destruct.
“If you felt like you had to do it, it was right,”
Was this happiness: this rawness, this uncertainty, this promise of something new, something without him, something for herself?
