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How could someone so beautiful be so ugly at times?
It was odd how feelings worked, how a person could be sad one second and happy another. What amazed me the most was how a person could be both things all within the same second.
She was the girl who felt everything, and I was the man who felt nothing at all.
“You asked me to make a garden,” he said, wiping his brow with the back of his hand. “So I’m making you a garden.”
And yet, I wanted to be just like her. I wanted to be an odd character, a freak of nature. I wanted to stumble and laugh out loud. I wanted to find her beautiful disaster and mix it together with my own mess. I wanted the freedom she swam in, and her fearlessness of living in the moment. I wanted to know what it meant to be a part of her world. To be a man who felt everything.
“Being around you does something strange to me, something that hasn’t happened in such a long time.” “What happens?”
He took my hand in his then led it to his chest, and his next words came out as a whisper. “My heart begins to beat again.”
Lucy Palmer had saved me from the darkness, and I’d never be able to thank her enough.
Loving Lucy Hope Palmer wasn’t a choice; it was my destiny.
“It’s you,” I whispered, our lips still slightly touching. “My greatest hope is, and always will be, you.”
