Unloved (The Unlucky Ones #2)

by Marley Valentine

Because people lie and people leave. People always leave. People always leave me.

I’m sorry too, because he is the first person I opened up my heart to, and with the way I feel now, he’ll be the last.

He’s my best friend, my equal, and there is no way in hell I’m letting whatever this is change that.

I want to live, yet some days I want to die.

“You’re just so in sync with each other,” I admit. “And your eyes do this thing where you follow the other’s every move.”