After Ever Happy (After, #4)

by Anna Todd

“You won’t know how lucky you are to be able to spend your life with the other half of your soul until you have to spend your life without them.”

I’ve learned the hard way that life doesn’t have to be a battle. Sometimes you’re given a shitty hand from the get-go, and sometimes you fuck up along the way, but there is always hope. There’s always another day, there’s always a way to make up for the shit you’ve done and the people you’ve hurt, and there is always someone who loves you, even when you feel like you’re completely alone and you’re just out there floating along, waiting for the next disappointment. There is always something better to come.

I never lost hope because Tessa is my hope.

I will always love reading—books are forever tied to my soul—but

How can people be expected to choose what they want to do for the rest of their life when they’re just beginning their life?

“We need a miracle.” She nodded, trying to joke, but she came off so serious. Seven months later, we had a blond little miracle named Emery.

We had a rule, only one rule in our house: no fighting in front of our kids. My children would never hear me raise my voice to their mum. Ever.

AFTER EVERYTHING, we made it. Whatever the hell our souls are made of, they are the same.