Sable Peak (The Edens, #6)

by Devney Perry

But hope was a funny thing. It chased away all logic.

He’d be my ray of sunshine to chase away the rain.

there was nothing more hopeful than the light of dawn, a fresh start on a new day to move past yesterday’s mistakes.

I counted blessings, not pennies.

We tumbled over the abyss in tandem, falling farther and farther until we were nothing but tangled limbs and thundering hearts.

Addicts were good at hiding their vices.

if I stopped avoiding their memories, they’d get brighter, not fade away.