Hopeless (Chestnut Springs, #5)

by Elsie Silver

She’s a breath of fresh air. She’s excitement, and innocence, and a purpose all wrapped up in one. I missed her today. I couldn’t wait to get home and see her. I spent all day sitting on the back of a horse plotting out ways to kiss her again.

I’m scared of you becoming something I can’t live without.”

I adore every version of her.

I’m memorizing you,”

You don’t tell a person you love them with the expectation they’ll say it back. You tell them because you want to. You tell them because it’s true.

And yet, I ache for him. I only want him. His arms. His words. His smell.