Unloved (The Undone, #2)

by Peyton Corinne

“Thank you.” I tuck one of her stray curls back behind her ear. “Anytime, princess.” “I think you’d be really easy to love,” she says. It’s a lax, whispered compliment, one she doesn’t know sounds like a gunshot in my head, hitting me straight in the chest.

“To be loved is to be seen—and she’s the first person to really see him. That’s why they fall in love.”

I think I’m in love with her—not even romantically, but on some soul level. I feel devoted to her.