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Kade Mitchell has been the broken shadow in my life ever since, and it’s all my fault.
I refuse to go back to that memory, the moment I knew what he meant to me. At that point, he was everything. And I lost him.
She’s called me every name under the sun, and it makes my day ten times better.
She’s so warm and comfortable. No bad thoughts are running rampant in my mind, telling me to get away from her. Everything is calm. Everything is quiet. Everything is okay.
The anchor who broke me.
We had everything, and now we have nothing but lies and grudges. I can’t be mad at him – not really. But he walked away so easily, and I couldn’t fight for him.
I’m my own worst enemy. I hate her, but I can’t live without knowing what she’s doing.
Losing your voice to everyone is one thing, but losing your voice to someone you loved – trusted – is ten million times worse.
I could look at her forever – the different shades of light green looking back at me; the way her pupils dilate as I absently reach my hand forward, twirling a dark strand around my finger.
Me. Kade Mitchell, at the age of eighteen, holds hands with a girl for the first time. And I like it.
Oh how differently I would do things if I could go back. No lies. No secrets. No holding back on telling everyone we were together.
I handed that boy my heart when I was a teen, and even now, years later, he still holds it.
It was unavoidable. A travesty. A huge shame. Maybe people will learn not to mess with my things.
She tastes like sweet intoxication as she tugs at my hair.
Her green eyes stare into my soul, the soul I would rip apart for her.
“Can I hold you and pretend you’re her?”
She feels like mine. Stacey Rhodes is mine.
We’re a perfect fit – two puzzle pieces with tattered edges.
“You were made for me.”
Barry thinks this obsession with my ex is unhealthy. I disagree. It’s the only thing keeping me sane in my world.
I shouldn’t have forced my way back into her life. She’d be safe.
The connection between us is too strong, and I didn’t even want to fight the pull. I welcomed it. Since the moment I picked her up from that house, I’ve felt less dead inside. A speck of light in my darkness with her name on it.
I remember when we found out we were going to have a kid, I wanted them to have her eyes. I wanted them to have everything that made Stacey who she was.
I’m freefalling into a sea of tranquillity in her arms. My head is silent. My bones don’t shake, and I fill my lungs with her scent, wishing I could stay here forever.
Her lips are on mine, and I’m no longer in darkness, swallowed by the shadows of my wrongdoings.
It’s like I’m visiting heaven while living in hell. But I want to steal her and bring her to my chaos, set fucking fire to her world and keep her in mine.
This I can handle. This I’ll take to keep everyone safe. This is the price I’ll pay to make sure they never find out who Stacey Rhodes is to me. At least I got to kiss her.