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Harper Sanders. The girl I was supposed to marry. The girl I pushed away. The love of my life. Hell, the girl I’m still in love with.
Rogan: I’m going to murder you, Brig. Griffin: If you murder him, hire a centaur to do it because . . . bow and arrow carrying horse man Reid: Fuck yes. #DeathByCentaur Griffin: #MurderousHorsePenis Reid: #ManCock? Brig: #ImpaledByCentaur Reid: #OddlyAroused Jen: What the fuck did I just stumble in on? Rogan: Run, Jen . . . Run. Jen: Oh wait, just caught up. #ManHorsePecsTurnMeOn Rogan: Why am I a part of this family?
“Can you please stop meddling in my life?” Dad laughs. “It’s cute you asked that, son, but no. It’s my job as a parent to meddle. Without my superior meddling and your mother’s ability to easily guilt the five of you kids, you all would be pantsless, with not a penny to your names.”
“Now fetch me my shoe, woman.”
“Sometimes memories are what you need to remind you who you are and where you come from.”
Rogan: What keeps me sleepless at night, what wakes me in a cold sweat is the possibility of never being able to feel you in my arms again. Harper: I was right. I didn’t want to know. Rogan: I would have told you either way, because honestly, I don’t think being just friends will ever be enough. Harper: We can’t. Rogan: It’s not that we can’t, because fuck . . . we so can. It’s that we shouldn’t, right? Harper: No, I don’t think I can physically take the thought of us again. Rogan: I can, and it’s fucking beautiful.
“You’re going to wear a vest on your date? That’s . . . new, but it could work, you know, like, Check out my arms, but you can’t see the goods.”
“Broken love can be mended, but it takes work, understanding, and appreciation for each other’s journey.”
Hope should never be lost when it comes to broken love. After all, broken things offer new beginnings, and sometimes that’s all love needs . . . a new beginning.
