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Susannah told me that when I was born, she knew I was destined for one of her boys. She said it was fate.
“After all, why should a woman have to change her name for a man? She shouldn’t.”
“Nobody can make you feel like anything, Belly. Not without your permission.
I would get married, maybe I would have a family, but it wouldn’t matter, because a piece of my heart, the piece where summer lived, would always be Conrad’s.
And no matter what you do or how hard you try, you can’t stop yourself from dreaming.
This, this was heartbreak. The pain in your chest, the ache behind your eyes. The knowing that things will never be the same again.
“Don’t let him push you away. He needs you. He loves you, you know.”
“That’s because you’re coldhearted.”
“For everyone else, maybe. But not for you.”
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.
I loved him longer and truer than I had anyone in my whole life and I would probably never love anyone that way again. Which, to be honest, was almost a relief.
But just because you bury something, that doesn’t mean it stops existing.
He was a part of my DNA. I had brown hair and I had freckles and I would always have Conrad in my heart. He would inhabit just that tiny piece of it,
Maybe that was how it was with all first loves. They own a little piece of your heart, always.
Firsts were important. But I was pretty sure lasts were even more important.