Morbidly Yours (Love in Galway, #1)

by Ivy Fairbanks

I wanted to die. Conveniently, I now lived next door to a funeral parlor.

“Talk music. Books. Literally anything but gas in bloated corpses’ stomachs.”

Warmth spread through my hollow chest like a lantern lit against a consuming, dark night. Callum had become my haven…and I had become his. It snuck up on me, unplanned and unforeseen, but that didn’t make it any less true.

“We show the people we love the ugliest parts of ourselves, and we tell them the truth even when it hurts, because that’s what intimacy is.”

But all we can control is how we choose to move through life. With honesty. With bravery. With love.

You make me feel alive even when I’m surrounded by death.”