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the cupcakes are cooled and decorated. On the outside, they’re perfectly iced, topped with fun, colorful sprinkles. These cupcakes are filled with my rage, though. I really beat the shit out of the batter while I made them, pouring all my frustration from Zach and Jamie and my crappy life situation into it.
Even though she looks like a drowned rat, her eyes still sparkle.
That girl I used to be is still in there. I just have to find a way to get her out.
Some people are meant to pursue their dreams, but I’m not one of them.
“Songbird?”
“I’m your goalie,” he says. “I’ll block all your shots tonight.”
Pippa’s lovely, and she deserves everything good.
I’d do it forever if it wouldn’t break my heart.
My throat feels tight as I swallow, reading that line. I should scratch it out, but I can’t. The best songs are honest.
He’s looking at her like she’s the only person in the room.
A funny feeling cuts through the panic and stage fright—determination.
The guy hates himself, and he’s flailing out here, hoping someone will give him what he deserves.
What’s the point of making millions if I don’t spend it on the people I love, doing the things that matter?
My heart squeezes for the guy I never thought I’d get.
I know that even if my mom’s recovery takes longer than expected, I’m not alone in it. Pippa isn’t just the love of my life; she’s my family.
