If This Was a Movie (Evergreen Park #2)

by Morgan Elizabeth

“I picture everything as a movie. Romanticize it a bit, pretend that no matter what, everything is for the plot, that at the end, the happily ever after is impending.”

“Plus, if you think of every bad moment as a plot twist, everything seems less…consequential. Then you can be excited, waiting to find out what happens next instead of stressing about it.”

I need one person on this planet to explain to me why we don’t have classes in high school to teach us about the important things in life, like how to do your taxes, assemble IKEA furniture, or, apparently, drip your water lines during a cold snap.

He’s kept the syrups I like for my coffee in his house for a year just in case I made my way back into his home. A year of remembering how I like my coffee after barely two nights together.

“Anyone can be brave if they want it bad enough, Jules. You know what I say: Shoulders back, tits out, bitch. You were born for big things.”

I yawn as the credits for Sweet Home Alabama begin to scroll on the screen.

Ugh one of the best movies

I lied, I hung up the mistletoe. And it was so fucking worth it.

“I missed you. I had alone time all day, away from you. I want my Jules time.”

“It’s not too much. Nothing is too much for you, Jules. You deserve the world. You deserve your life to be the most romantic, cinematic masterpiece that was ever created, and I’m making it my mission to help you see that.”

“It felt like the world reminded me of you, like it didn’t want me to forget.”