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Yes. Crying. Because if being shy and awkward isn’t enough, today I’m adding red eyes, tears, and suppressed sobs to the embarrassing mix.
Me siento totalmente identificada
a sweet, predictable romance meant to distract me from my own messy love life—but
Anyway, not only is First-Time-Flying Guy cute, but he has the kind of British accent that makes me feel all swoony.
Crap. I’m so bad at this.
“And life isn’t always about things you can see or hear or touch. Sometimes it’s more than that.”
Aiden twists in his seat so he’s facing me, then leans his head against the seat. A half-smile lingers on his lips. “You intrigue me.”
“I like weird. “Well … I … like …” Guys with messy hair, cute dimples, and charming British accents.
Because staring at my boyfriend’s hot cousin probably isn’t what I want to be caught doing at a family reunion.
Adam: You shouldn’t be asking yourself why Matt still wants to be with you. You should be asking yourself why you still want to be with him.
“Because it’s not the right kind of safe, Sarah. A bird is safe when it’s closed in a cage, but it isn’t living. It isn’t flying. You have beautiful wings desperate to stretch out and catch the wind.” He steps closer to me. “Don’t. Let. Anyone. Stop you.”
“And what happens,” I whisper, “when I fall?” “Then you have someone waiting to catch you,” he says gently. “That’s the right kind of safe.”
“Stop it,” I say, quietly but firmly. “Stop trying to hurt me. Stop trying to control me. This relationship is over, and I am not yours to be controlled.”
I climb into bed with one of my old favourite books that’s been living in this flat for most of the past year: Harry Potter Number Three.
Cada vez siento que nos parecemos mas
Aiden: Of course. The only place I’ve wanted to be since I first met you is at your side.
I want to see you again. I don’t want to say goodbye. I don’t want this to be it.
And if we keep waiting for that moment when everything in our lives is neatly in place, we may end up missing what’s standing in front of us right now.
Aiden: I want to kiss you.
Aiden: I want to be right next to you.
“Instructions? Instructions from …” My words trail off as my gaze falls on someone behind her. Someone familiar. Someone tall with an adorable grin and a dimple in his left cheek. Someone who can’t possibly be standing there for real. “What … how did he …” I pull away from Sophie, who turns to see what I’m looking at.
Estoy chillando en este momento!!!!
“I’m going to kiss you now,” he says. “Any objections?” I shake my head and pull his face closer to mine.
“So what does our happily ever after look like then?” I loop my arms around his neck. “It looks like … secret letters in the backs of books, and hikes in the rain, and challenging each other to face our fears.”
“And feeling safe.” I rest my head against his shoulder as he wraps his arms around me. “The right kind of safe.”
