The Truth about Heartbreak (The Truth About #1)

by B. Celeste

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.

“Never break a promise,” Grandma used to tell me when I was little. “They’re oaths to prove your trust to someone.

Everett Tucker doesn’t have to break my heart, because I broke it myself by loving him.

The truth about heartbreak is that there is no such thing. It’s your soul that shatters, along with every fiber of your being that screams for another person.

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