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Opportunities don’t fall in your lap because you want them to. You have to work to make them happen.”
My eyes caught on the small silver scar on his wrist. “Someone distracted me,” he said, tapping his knife on the mark. I lifted my gaze to his. “It was worth it.” “She must have been cute,” Bridget quipped from behind me. He smiled at me. “The most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.”
“Dream big with me, Lucy.”
I love how books can transport you almost anywhere.”
“I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.”
“Hmm…That’s true. Important things. Your favorite color, for instance.” “Pink.” “That’s my favorite color.” “Mine, too,” he says. “Pink like your suitcase. Pink like your lips. Pink like that striped dress with the buttons and the buckles on your sandals. Pink like the ribbon on your nightgown. Lucy pink.”
I hadn’t realized it until now, but I’ve burned myself out.
“Felix, I brought you here to tell you that you are in every one of my dreams. I came here to ask whether I’m in any of yours, too.”
“You.” He kisses me once. “I am so in love with you. Wildly. Deeply. Unrelentingly in love with you.”
he asks to see my notebook of flower farm ideas. “Do you think I’m too ambitious?” I ask as he flips through the garden diagrams, the sketches of arrangements, the lists of imaginary supplies. He kisses my temple. “I think you’re brilliant. A dreamer with beautiful dreams.”
Our friendship is how I learned to compromise. It’s how I learned that the families we make are as significant as the ones we’re born into. It’s how I learned that the greatest loves are not always romances.”