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the girls who taught themselves what love feels like… You turned broken pieces into armor and scars into stories.
used to live in the shadows, pressed between the crowded pages of somebody else’s tale like a wilting rose. Until he pulled me out of the suffocating paper, showering me with light until I blossomed into the person he knew I could be. Oliver von Bismarck. My best friend. My secret crush. My first love… And these days? My bitter sworn enemy. Ollie might have forgotten me, but I remember the scars he left behind. They say the best revenge is to not be like your enemy. I grew up to be kind, reliable, and responsible. All the things he lacked. Thanks to him, I’m no longer a rose. I’m a thorn.
God forbid they caused mayhem without him, never mind that Zachary Sun had a permanent stick lodged up his ass and Romeo Costa couldn’t find Fun on a map with a GPS, a compass, and Dora the Explorer on speed dial.
“Ollie, what am I going to do? It feels like the sky is falling.” “If the sky falls, I’ll hold it up for you.”
“I am always going to be here for you.” I tipped up her chin, my eyes boring into hers. “Not just for the summers, Cuddlebug. If you need me to transfer schools and come live here in Switzerland, I’ll do it. I’ll do anything for you. There’s no mountain too high, no ocean too deep, no planet too far for me to reach you. This is my oath to you. You will always have me. You will never, ever lose me.”
in that kiss, she sealed my fate. I could never love another. Briar
They were what I’d run away from for fifteen years and counting. Briar Rose. My Briar Rose.
didn’t crack halfway through. “That I’m yours. Completely. Unconditionally. Tragically. I will take your hate over anyone else’s love. Your anger over anyone else’s compassion. Your tears over anyone else’s smiles. A moment with you over anyone else’s forever. You’re the one.”
“A man’s shadow is designed to hide a woman’s light. It seeks to contain what it cannot control.”
“I am home.” She flattened her palm against my heart, and it thudded so violently against it, I feared I was hurting her. “Home is where you are, Ollie.”
