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Before I leave, I press my lips to the crown of her head, letting them linger there for a moment longer than necessary.
Where she’s concerned, I’m more out of control than I ever expected to be, but I don’t care. Before her, I never had a choice. I never had a voice. Now it’s like the pieces of the mask I’m forced to wear are slowly chipping away, revealing my real identity beneath.
I want more. I want to be something to him. I don’t want to be used and tossed aside until the next time.
That might be why I don't go easy on my wallflower...she's the only thing I feel I have control of in my life. Fucked up for sure, but I don't care.
"You really want to do this here? Go ahead and run. It doesn’t matter. I'll always find you. I'll always catch you."
"You're the only one who sees me, Bel. The only person who sees the real me. That's what I want from you." His voice drops to a husky whisper that almost unmakes me. "I want you to be the one who tethers me to sanity. That keeps me from doing stupid shit. From ruining everything. Who doesn’t just let me give in to my demons but fucking embraces them."
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"You are what I've chosen for myself, Bel. That's why I'm stuck on you."
I lived without him before, and I'll do it again. Fuck him and this whole fucking world.

