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December 9 - December 12, 2021
Sometimes the lack of sound is more painful than the anguished noise of a heart breaking.
“You and me are never going to happen, Kate. Okay? I’m not sure what you’re thinking, if you thought we’d just be one big happy family or something, but we won’t. You’re not Rachel. You’re just not, and you’re nice, but I don’t feel that way about you.”
“Take care of my children,” I whispered, sliding my hand under her nightgown to rest it on the skin of her belly. “I will. I promise.”
“Hey, Bram,” Shane said, his voice again calm. “Dickhead,” Bram answered with a nod.
I was almost thirty years old, and I’d never hated anyone until that moment.
and
I’d pushed her aside for so long that there was no foundation to build on. Just a mess of shattered pieces that I’d crushed with a sledgehammer every time she’d grown closer than I was comfortable with.