At the End There Was You (Blue Fairytales, #1)

by Wendy Heiss

“We all surrender to death the day we are born. We just hope he is kind and forgetful.”

“Live, Winter. Live wanting. Live deciding. Live for you. And live…for me, too. Make it good, my little sun. Make it really good. I want to hear all about it. I will wait this time. I will wait for you. Do not come to me. Do not seek me. Not unless you wish to break my heart.”