Rush (City Lights Series, #3)

by Emma Scott

“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.”

That euphoria of endless possibility was gone forever. And then I met Charlotte.

You’re the light in my darkness, Charlotte.

“Until you, I was lost. Sometimes, you’re the only thing that ever feels real to me.”

Wait for me. Trust me. I will come back to you. I swear it.

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.