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The hatred I saw in his eyes used to thrill me, because it meant I’d gotten to him—now it just hurts.
“There’s no point in hanging on to things that are costing us, purely because of the memories attached to them.”
When we were younger, I’d once promised her I’d give her the first box of cookies I ever received from Grandma Anne, but it seems silly to be here now. She likely wouldn’t even take them, purely because I’ve touched the box.
I’m just setting him free.”
“I never meant to hurt her,”
“What’s it called?”
“This is what I always wanted with you, you know? Dinner in a nice restaurant and being able to call you mine in public. Here we are, you and me, and we both look like we’d rather be anywhere but here.”
“I do,” I admit. “I regret ever falling for you and thinking my love for you would be enough, that we could get through anything together. I regret believing in us the way I did and risking it all for you.”
All of my regrets have one thing in common, Celeste: you.”
“Do you have any idea what it’s like to look into the eyes of the woman you love more than anything, and realize she never loved you the same?
“I’m yours, Zane Windsor,”
“I do regret it, Zane. I regret causing so much collateral damage. If there’s one thing I could change, I would undo what I’ve done to you, even if it’s just to spare the people we both love all the pain we caused.”
“Sometimes I look at you, and my heart just fucking breaks, Celeste.
“You have me,” he whispers,
