The Truth about Heartbreak (The Truth About #1)

by B. Celeste

Less than twelve hours ago I belonged to the minty eyed boy I’ve loved since I was thirteen. But Everett Tucker isn’t mine to love.

Someone told me a long time ago that trust is like an eraser; it gets smaller and smaller until there’s nothing left. I don’t want it to disappear, so I don’t use it much.

Stop crossing oceans for people who won’t even jump over puddles for you.”