Rush (City Lights Series, #3)

by Emma Scott

Unsteady / X Ambassadors

Relief sweeps through me like the adrenaline once did, and I open my eyes. But my eyes are already open. I’m no longer in the black deep but I’m just as blinded. Blind. I’m blind.

Joy, exhilaration, love… They had taken me so high, higher than I ever thought possible. But then the wind changed, the currents dropped, and I plummeted in a free-fall, helpless to do anything but watch the ground rise up to meet me.

It’s amazing how you can feel so lonely without ever being alone.

“How do you do that?” he breathed. “How do you know what to do and say so that I feel…?” “So that you feel what?” “Whole. You make me feel like I have a shot at something more than this misery.” “You do,” I whispered, tears welling in my eyes. “You do, Noah…” “God, Charlotte. I don’t deserve you.”

My future with Charlotte, I realized, was the last undiscovered country I would ever travel. But I had amends to make before I could take a single step.

Charlotte called up to me. “Ready?” No. But I’m trying, baby. I really am. “On my way,” I called back and went out.

Love, real love, wasn’t empty, grasping hands or lies that felt like truths. And it wasn’t perfect or neat or always easy. It was a rising sun on a new day. It was endless possibility.

I have found my hope, my gradations of darkness. I don’t jump out of airplanes anymore, but I still fly. I feel the rush of adrenaline through my veins when my love for Charlotte overwhelms me. And I feel it now as she touches my hand.

I am blind but I’m no longer lost in the dark. The future with Charlotte is vast and bright, and over that horizon—our horizon—I can see to forever.