Rush (City Lights Series, #3)

by Emma Scott

“There are times in this life in which we must do what is best, and so often what is best is not what is easy.”

Maybe. Maybe is gradations of darkness. The sweetest torture. Maybe is hope.

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 am blind but I’m no longer lost in the dark.