Please Don't Go (The Midnight Strike, #1)

by E. Salvador

Estás seguro?” “Contigo, siempre.”

Dios, no tengo suficientes palabras para explicar qué tan hermosa es.

Grief…never gets easier. It keeps evolving and all you can do is adapt to it because it’s always going to be there.”

“Sto facendo di tutto per non baciarti in questo momento.”

“So, you want to get married and have kids?” “With you, yeah. Just tell me when and where and I’m yours forever.”

“I’m into anything you do,”

“I didn’t mean to order that many. I mean I wanted to order all the flowers that are in there, but not two dozen of each. I hope you don’t have any allergies; I didn’t think to ask. I’m sorry.” “It’s okay.” I’m smiling again. Why am I like this? “Wait, so you’re telling me you were probably charged a ridiculous amount of money and you didn’t think of disputing it or asking questions? You just let it be?” Who does that? “It was for you. The price didn’t matter. I figured they’d be worth it.”

“You’re going to regret this and today⁠—” “I’m not going to regret this. I want you, Josefine, and I’m tired of pretending like I don’t.”

Josie is worth it. Consequences be damned.”

Josie isn’t just some girl, she’s my girl.

It hurts and that’ll probably never go away, but you can share your pain with me. I can’t promise I’ll make it go away, but I’ll do my best to lessen it.”