Even When I'm Gone (Stay with Me, #2)

by Nicole Fiorina

“I’m not so sure what’s more terrifying, the violent storm inside my head or the silence.” —Oliver Masters

“You’re desperate, I know, but his touch is never going to fix it. You’re empty, I know, but he can never fill the place I once did. I warned you, my love, but you’re stubborn and never listen.” —Oliver Masters

“Because love is constant. When you love someone, you can be angry with them, you can hate them, you can be upset or disappointed in them, but you never stop loving them because love endures all other emotions.”

“I’m stuck between I’ll never be enough and no one else will ever love you more.” —Oliver Masters

“For a love everlasting, make her roses out of paper. For a love as poetic, make her roses out of literature. And if you’re lucky enough to find both, remind her every damn day.” —Oliver Masters

“Once upon a time, there was a girl with a black heart and a lost soul. She was unpredictable, impulsive, never allowed anyone close enough.” “Don’t tell me you fell for her.” “I am … falling, that is. No one tells you about the fall, how once it starts it never stops. But that’s a story for another day, my friend.” “Go on.” “They said she wasn’t capable of feeling, but the way she looked at me said otherwise. They said she was better off alone, but her kiss pleaded for me not to leave. They said I was wasting my time, but my heart begged to differ. They said she was the devil …” “And what did you say?” “Even the devil was once an angel.” A chuckle comes from his throat. “How does the story end?” “That’s the beauty of it, mate. It doesn’t. Love has no beginning and no ending, much like the fall no one warned me about. Love is unpredictable, impulsive, and doesn’t allow anyone or anything close enough to threaten it, much like the girl I fall every day for. Her black heart was a shield and her lost soul had been searching—protecting herself from predators while wandering the earth for me. Perhaps God gave up on his angel too soon …” “You’re questioning God now?” “All I’m saying is, I would’ve given her an eternity plus a day past crestfallen.” —Oliver Masters

“I smiled, temptation could try to find a way in, but no hand can touch the places I’ve been.” —Oliver Masters

“Make love to her like you mean it.” —Oliver Masters

“Consuming, timeless, unselfish, love. I’d loved you in my darkest hour when I wasn’t myself, and I’ll love you in every lifetime after this.”

“The most dangerous man is a man in love,” he faced me, eyes wild and calm concurrently, “because I’d tear off my own flesh before someone hurts you … and if I’d do that to myself, imagine what I’d do to someone else.”