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February 2 - February 3, 2025
Fingers brushed the tears away from my cheeks, gently, and I finally looked at Griffin. His face held a strange tension. Rage but also pain. Not at me, but for me.
Thank you for getting him to smile again. And laugh. It’s been such a long time since I’ve heard my son laugh. It woke me up this morning, and I couldn’t have been happier.”
“You did so good for me,”
It was increasingly clear as I reflected that if Griffin really wanted me there, he would’ve asked me himself.
1. You blocked his number
2. He gets shut down by your brother if he tries to speak to you
3. You shut the door on him when he came to see you
Literally wipe your mouth because you’re talking so much shit.
Now here I am, rambling again. I’m not good at these feelings and I doubt any of this makes much sense. It barely makes sense in my own head, let alone figuring out how to voice the thoughts. What I’m trying to say is that I don’t really know what love feels like, but what I felt, and still feel for you, sure seems a lot like what I imagine it to be.
He shook his head. “What did you want me to say, Jane?” “The truth. I wanted you to tell me the truth!” He snapped his gaze to me, his eyes darkened beneath his brows. “So, me telling you that I was in love with you that day wouldn’t have freaked you out? Because I’m pretty sure—”
“I love you, Jane. I have since you sat on my face,” he bluntly stated.