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But there was just something about Maddox that made me feel…carefree.
Lila became someone important to me. Maybe it was when she hugged me in that dark closet and sang me a lullaby. Or when she had offered me that tuna sandwich. Or maybe it was when I wrapped my pinky around hers and did that silly pinky swear. But somehow, Lila Garcia became more than just my prey. She was someone I wanted to protect. From the world. From me.
But that was the thing… I didn’t want to fix him. I wanted to hold his hand.
But he was the chaos to the perfect world I had built around me – a world where I kept my heart carefully guarded. Miss Perfectionist, he liked to say. Hmph. Maddox made my world a little bit less… perfect.
One dare at a time, I’d chase his smiles – because I realize Maddox needed someone who cared enough about his happiness and his anger. And I did.
Lila was meant to hold my broken pieces together; just as I was meant to hold the shattered pieces of hers. No, she didn’t fix me, and I didn’t fix her. We just… held each other; it was that simple.
I didn’t have to confess my undying love to Maddox. What we had; it was an unspoken understanding with unsaid words and a feeling we couldn’t explain. Love was too simple of a word to describe it because love was black and white. Love or don’t love – there was not really an in-between.
But I am. I'm so proud of you, Maddox Coulter. Everything you’ve done, everything you do... it’s enough,”
I’m here, Maddox. I’m here, and I’m not leaving. Me and you, forever.
Maddox taught me how to enjoy life, how to let go of fear and the need for control and to just… live.

