Under an Endless Moon (Moonlit Ridge, #2)

by A.L. Jackson

“You fuckin’ count, Raven. Count more than anyone else.”

You count

“Look at you, Raven. Look at who you are. If you could only see the way I see you. You are brave and strong. So goddamn beautiful. A bloom in the middle of the darkest night.”

Otto

“That used to be my grandmother’s, and I’ve kept it for a long, long time,” Otto said quietly. “And now I want you to have it.” With a frown, she stared at her murky reflection. “Why?” she whispered. “Because when you look at it, I want you to see the way I see you. I want you to see this brave, strong, smart girl who’s amazing. Who’s a fighter. Who even when she’s scared, she knows that she’s going to rise above it.” Her heart felt too big as she looked at herself in the night. “You think I’m brave?” she asked. “Yeah, Raven, I think you’re really, really brave.”

mirror

“You are the first thought I have when I open my eyes in the morning and the last one before I go to sleep. You are the thunder in my veins and the chaos in my spirit. You are everything I want and the one thing I’m not supposed to have.”

Otto

“It means I’m so fuckin’ in love with you, so fuckin’ gone for you, that there’s no chance my world could spin right without you in it. So fuckin’ in love with you that I feel like I’m ripping apart every time I look at you. You are my heart, and that’s the truth.”

Otto

“I love you, Raven Tayte. For every single one of my days.” “I love you so much, Otto. You’re my favorite person.”

I love you