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Shit, I can’t look at him. More, I can’t stand the way he looks at me—like I’m transparent. Like he can see through me. Like he doesn’t care that all the room inside me is empty shadows, because it just leaves space for his light.
There’s something about Zander that calms all the angry rage in my chest, something about him that feels solid. Real. Something about him feels like he was made to soothe the darkness inside me, and I never realized how heavy it was until he lifted it with his light.
I’ve never wanted to belong to someone before. I’ve never wanted to feel tethered. I’ve always been adrift in some weird atmosphere, aware that the earth was below me but not understanding why people would want to touch the ground. But there’s Zander, and he makes me realize why. I wasn’t meant for the dirt. I was meant for the sun. For his light. For his smile.
And I’m willing to drift among the stars as long as he’s there to keep me trapped in the gravity of his love.
I know this is good. That we’re good. That Zander sees all the dark places in me now, all the breaks and snarls, tangles and shadows and flaws… and he loves me anyway. He loves me because of it.

