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My Lo.
Because when I was eleven-years-old and tasted my first drop of whiskey, I thought it’d bring me closer to my father. Because I felt empowered.”
“But I don’t want any more bad nights with you.”
“I’m an alcoholic.”
“I love you, but I want to love you enough that I never choose alcohol over you. Not even for a moment. I want to be someone you deserve. Who helps you rather than enables you, and I can’t begin to do that until I get help for myself.”
Rehab.
I stare at a pair for a long moment, their gray hair short and nearly identical. They bicker about a spill on the man’s shirt, and the woman leans over to help him wipe it up. I want that to be us. I want to grow old and yell at Lo for dribbling coffee. I want him to be my forever.
“Is that new?” I ask. She touches the jewel, her cheeks reddening as much as mine would. I can’t help but smile.
it was definitely from connor.
“I bought it for her,” Connor exclaims, his arm draped on the top of the booth behind her.
I KNEW IT.
“No, she’d rather I give her something else than a necklace.” “Like what, Loren?” Rose looks like she could rip out his throat.
Connor cuts in. “All right, everyone needs to cool down right now. I think people are beginning to stare. Come on, Rose.” He lifts her up by the arm. “Let’s go outside for a minute.” She tensely rises from her seat but points at Ryke. “I’m glad you’re here for Lo, but I swear, if you hurt my sister—” “Rose.” Connor ushers her from the booth. Ryke says, “I wouldn’t intentionally hurt anyone.” Connor gives him a look. “Just stop talking.” Rose starts rambling, and Connor finds the right reply each time, keeping her sane as they take a breather.
CONNOR IS SO EMOTIONALLY MATURE OMG.
They look alike.
well..... so.....
They could be brothers,
lily, you're so smart. they are!
He took me from behind, much harder than usual, and I liked it.
DAMN, LO. why are you so angry ???!
Lo leans over the bed and tilts his head so he stares directly at me. “Get. Up.” He tosses my dress at my face.
DAMNN.
I burst into tears, adding to the dramatics of the night. And he gently eases off of me. “Please stop,” he chokes. “Lily…” He lightly kisses my lips, my cheek, my nose, my eye and chin. “Please, it’s okay. I’m okay.” “I did this,” I cry.
“I’m not fine, Dad.” Jonathan’s eyes flicker to his surroundings, and he says, “This isn’t the place, Loren. We’ll talk later.” “Something’s wrong with me,” Lo tells him. “Do you hear me? I’m telling you that I’m not okay.”
this is so rafe and ward in that one scene.
He pales beyond his natural Irish hue and almost drops his whiskey. “What are you doing here?” he says to Ryke.
OHMYGODDDD.
“Why didn’t anyone tell me? You’re Jonathan's son. Sara Hale is your mother, but she’s not mine, is she?”
OMG.
I listened to my mother talk about the things he said to her—horrible, disgusting things that were sometimes just as bad as a punch to the face. And I knew you were being raised by that. And I didn’t do a goddamn thing.” Ryke’s voice breaks. He shakes his head.
“Where’s Lily?” he asks, frantic. “Lily!” He whips his head. “Lily!” he cries, searching for me. Rose finally lets me go, and I run into Lo’s arms. He holds me tightly and cries into my shoulder, his body heaving. “I’m here,” I breathe. “It’s okay.”
ohmygod, my eyes are literally watering. he needed HER for comfort :')
“I can’t leave you.” He drops his hand. “It could be months, Lily. I don’t want you with another guy…” “I’m going to be strong,” I tell him, taking his hands in mine. I squeeze. “I’m going to go to therapy.” “Lily…” His pained voice sends daggers to my heart. “I’m going to move in with Rose.” He shuts his eyes and more tears spill. I keep from crying. I swallow. “I’m going to transfer to Princeton, and I’ll be waiting for you when you return.”
my babies omg.
“Anderson,” Lo says tensely. Anderson, Jonathan Hale’s driver, the guy who has been known to rat us out. “Please don’t tell my father…” “Have a nice night,” Anderson says with a fake smile. He spins back to the front, waiting for us to leave.
BROOOO.
In the end, it was not a boy who helped me. It was my sister.
I’ll see you.”
I'LL BE SEEING YA. god, joey & lo :')
“I’ll always be yours. No distance or time apart will change that, Lily. You need to believe that.”
Please…come back to me.
His lips upturn in a hopeful smile. “I know.”
