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“We will jump,” you warned. “We will fall. But we won’t crash,” you ensured. Your Fireball words, spiced with danger, and sweetened with cinnamon…I drank them down, even if I knew… I knew... you could make no such promises. I may have ordained you the Holy ruler of my body, mind, and soul, but you were born a mortal. You’d die a man. Perhaps, you’d die as one right now.
“I trusted you.” “I know.” “I loved you.” “Me more.” “But love doesn’t hurt. Love doesn’t crash you into the earth. Love doesn’t bring fear, or pain, or uncertainty.”
Love only heals from the damage. Love ensures you don’t go to battle alone. But with great love comes notable risk. With the fall. With the glide. Comes the impact.”
“You know I love the smell of your underarms after you sweat.”
Girl. Ew
“Promise me you’ll do whatever you need to be happy. If for any reason I’m not here to make you happy...promise me, you’ll still find a way to be.”
We lost enough already...we can’t ever lose each other.
“There’s power in the tongue.”
“So, you bought her a whole fucking restaurant as a practical joke?”
Funny af
You gonna have Wynter expecting that outrageous shit.”
“I’m about to lose my fucking wife, man. I can feel it in my fucking bones.” His head collapsed to his chest.
“I hate you. I wish I never had a baby with you.” “You think I wanted a baby with you? I dodged a bullet the first time and the shit still spun the block on me.”
Why couldn’t we be enough? Why couldn’t you make it work with me? Why…why couldn’t I be your parachute?”
Girl cry me a river
I’ll never fucking forgive myself.” There was a silence weighted with Vin’s shame and Robert’s judgments. “Neither will I,” Robert broke it to mutter. “I’ll never forgive you, either.”
That’s the man I gave my daughter to. Not some chump that lets her drive in a rainstorm.”
“Tahli doesn’t want me to fight for her. She wants to marry the perfect nigga that never fucks up–” “I didn’t give her to the perfect nigga!” Robert surprised him by bellowing, commanding Vin’s gawk. “I gave her to you.
“Do what?” Vin dared for clarity, and Robert met his glower. “Fucking fight for her, Dalvin.”
Divorces were painted much prettier in movies.
Y’all really doing this?
“I’m fucking dying, Tahli. I don’t want to be divorced. I want to be with you. I wanna…I wanna be with you until I fucking die, and I…I wanna wake up to my kids every day,” Vin sniffed, waterlogged eyes pleading into hers.
“Playing your part. That’s what I think now. Playing your part here, playing it there. Treating me so good because you were so scared of getting caught.
“So, yeah…I’m fucking with it. I love you, baby. But I owe it to myself to love me more. Don’t think that doesn’t kill me to say, Vin, because of course what the fuck am I gonna do without you?”
🥹 whew
“Maybe we served our purpose to one another and maybe now is when I consider the quality of life I have going forward and not spend it worrying and second-guessing and doubting you or myself or my own fucking judgment or self-worth.
“It kills me to see you broken. But I want you to love me enough to let me go, baby.” Vin looked like he had stopped breathing. “I want off the parachute.”
hurt you beyond the capacity of repair.
Because if you’re reading this, you’re not my wife anymore. But you’ll always be my parachute.
“As if there’s ever rules for Dalvin Hayes,” Tahli sneered.
“Danny,”
Who tf is you?
Being cheated on changes you. But being lied to by the man you trusted with your life…it’s soul snatching. I tried it all. Crying. Thought I had cried every tear my body could produce in a lifetime, and more still came today. I tried drinking. Drinking until the pain was dull enough to sleep, but I couldn’t go down like that in front of my kids.”
“As long as I knew my kids were good…I would’ve laid down and died for him. I would’ve taken a bullet for Dalvin. I would’ve done a fucking bid for him.”
How could I not know him but know him so well?
I fucking hate what Vin did. I’m so pissed at him. But the thought of you being unhappy, I hate that even more.”
Real.
“That’s because Tahli’s fucking off limits. She’s got her shit like everybody else. She’s been battling perfectionism her whole life,”
With Tahli it’s not about the now. It’s about what’s already done. The principle. And I lied to her for too long.
Always the principle
This is about your heart.” “And what the fuck do you know about taking care of my heart?”
“Stop rewriting history with your imagination. The only threat was you! Sophie knew that shit. You were the only one for me, will always be the only fucking one for me.
Murdering without ever witnessing the repercussions was like jerking off—all thrills, no headaches.
“Sometimes the people we think we need so much…the ones that we think we can’t live without, they leave us.
“Have fun bumping ya little coochies. Call me if you want a fish stick.”
This is so funny
“Sometimes the people we think we need so much and that we think we can’t live without, they end up leaving us. And guess what? We live anyway.”
time. You want to look back on your life with no regrets, knowing you lived loud and full.
time heals. Cliché, but I stand by it.”
‘Grief is the price we pay for love’. Sometimes you have to let the pain run its course.”
“People say that shit like I scraped my knee. It’s not a pain with breaks. I am in constant emotional torture, Drew.”
“It’s the penthouse,” Drew grunted in ecstasy. “Nobody is coming but us.”
Oop alright now Drew
Fucking another man was easier than she predicted. But inhaling another man’s underarms would take time. Grief was strange.
“You believe everything out here in front of you that you can touch, isn’t meant to be yours.
“If you love Tahli, truly love Tahli…you have to love her past the capacity of your possession. You have to love her enough to want her happy; however she finds that happiness. She’s a smart woman. She’ll know if you love her enough for that.”
“Every time that I think I can be cordial with you, you say something that diminishes the gravity of what you’ve done, and I just hate you all over again.” Tahli had always been expressive and emotionally intelligent…to an extent. “And I don’t want to hate you, Dalvin. You’re the father of my children.”
“I just feel…lost,” her soft voice quavered, crushing his chest. “And very sad. Not myself. Judged, and… It’s like. I lost my footing. I’m like atoms, floating with no connection.”
“Dalvin, you’re not responsible for my happiness.” “I don’t even know who the fuck I am if that’s true.”
“Let me capture this real quick.” Tahli squeezed her thighs together. Vin was a real let me man.
