Revive Me: Part Three (New Haven #2)

by J.L. Seegars

“Have enough courage to trust love one more time and always one more time.” MAYA ANGELOU

Actually, want isn’t the right word.

Here she go with the over-explaining

draw between her heart and mine will do the rest of the work. Whenever I think of giving in to

my ego isn’t overinflated, it’s huge like my ass—but

She better not annoy me istg

I’ve been sitting here for about five minutes, watching people do this exact thing. Take one or two steps up, their feet carrying them closer to the door. Unconscious movement that’s not halted or hindered by the conversations they’re having or the videos they're watching on their phones to pass the time. It’s your standard, run-of-the-mill line, or at least it was until it moved,

No way did JL Seegars spend two paragraphs talking about the damn line of ppl when the fmc just saw her ex of four years???

the stars and orgasms aligned,

So corny

She came here to talk, not listen, and I’m fine with that.

Men with emotional intelligence >>

Even if I lived a thousand lives, my soul would seek yours out. No matter what form I take, what name I'm called by, or what part of the universe I'm designated to, it'd still belong to you.

You don’t get to say you’d find me in the darkest part of the night like we don’t both know that you’re the one who keeps leaving me there!”

Oop

“You buried me. With your secrets and your hope and your promises that you can never seem to keep and then you come back here after four years of silence and expect me to be thankful that you remembered how to find my grave?”

Jesusss

Going to see Annette had been a calculated move, one that soothed the part of me that missed having a loving, motherly presence in my life but also had the added benefit of signaling to Mallory that I’m not going anywhere. She can fight it. She can try to send me away, but I’m here, and I’m waiting, and I’m hers. I always will be.

Ok irl i would report him to the police cuz WHY ARE U GOING TO MY MOM?? FOH

Every time I get in my car, I drive to her house.

I've always loved Sloane and Dom's relationship. IDC that there was a third act breakup

our future might not look anything like our beginning, but it could still be beautiful. Remade but still whole.”

I love him so much, but he scares me. And not in that 'he might physically harm me' kind of way, but in the 'he has the power to emotionally decimate me' kind of way.

you have to talk. Even when it’s hard, even when you’re saying things you know they don’t want to hear. You still have to communicate and give them the chance to talk back. Withholding information from them is just a form of trying to control things that were never in your control anyway.”

Happier than a woman hellbent on keeping her life disentangled from the life of a man who’d hurt her numerous times should be.

Wait… I thought we were passed all this. Why is she backtracking? :(

“Teresa asked if this is a unit or if it’s your real hair.”

Let's NOT.

“Yeah, because nobody does crisis like you. Most people get scared and worried. They lose all ability to think logically, but you…you get this look in your eyes like the whole world just caught fire, and you’ve been waiting your entire life to dance in flames.”

shutup corny

The urge to confirm and solve this problem for her blooms in my chest, fast and vicious, as it sprouts roots that wrap around my heart and ribs. Beautiful but toxic flowers spread soft yet unruly petals that threaten to blot out my vision, and I push out a gentle, hopefully undetectable, breath to calm myself down, knowing that this, above all else, is our problem. My incessant need to fix, to intervene, to protect when all I really have to do is listen. To ask the right questions and hold space for her answers.

she is CHATTING

“I’d rather argue with you on every birthday for the rest of my life than endure another moment of your silence.”

He decided recounting all the details of their reconciliation, which happened during their siblings’ wedding in Tulum,

Not the "Again" easter egg

Her lips parting on a moan just before she takes the head of my dick between them.

Wtf? She's literally just eating bro.

The other leg is exposed by a high, almost indecent, split that bares her thigh and shows off the strappy heels I hope I’ll be able to have up around my ears tonight.

Do men think about sex this much? After every innocent thing? Or is this a bad case of men written by women?

Most of the people from my office already know who she is from the pictures I have proudly displayed on my shelves

Still weird :)

I see a woman who is quickly becoming familiar to me,

So many plots

soul recognized yours the first time we met.

the instant his tongue slips in my mouth when my lips part on a moan,

Are we not still in the middle of a donors dance floor or am i tripping?

even though he’s doing eighty in a fifty-five, driving with one hand

Eye roll

changing lanes without looking away from me.

This is giving me anxiety. This whole scene

“You keep wanting certainty,

The only certainty we get in this life is death

Everything else is ours to make, to hold in our hands and shape with our palms....

hard considering how I reacted when she told me

True happiness, and I have been estranged for years.

Not the comma splice

There’s nothing rich people care about more than their reputation.

He paid for me to get plastic surgery to change my appearance,

This is so telenovela but corny