It's Not Summer Without You (Summer, #2)

by Jenny Han

When a person you love dies, it doesn’t feel real. It’s like it’s happening to someone else. It’s someone else’s life. I’ve never been good with the abstract. What does it mean when someone is really and truly gone?

And no matter what you do or how hard you try, you can’t stop yourself from dreaming.

How do you regret one of the best nights of your entire life? You don’t. You remember every word, every look. Even when it hurts, you still remember.

How could two people who had once been passionately in love not even fight? Didn’t they care enough to fight it out, to fight not just with each other, but also for their marriage? Were

I didn’t want my love to fade away one day like an old scar. I wanted it to burn forever.