This Is Love (The Light to My Darkness #3) (The Haunted, #8)

by Ivy Smoak

Love couldn’t really be defined. It wasn’t a balance of light and darkness or a whirlwind of color. It was a feeling. This feeling. And I’d spend the rest of my life making sure she felt this too.

I loved James Hunter. I loved him more than life itself. All the ups and downs brought me to one conclusion every single time. I loved this man. Whether he was my professor, boyfriend, fiancé, boss, or husband. I loved him in every single form. He was my everything. And my heart truly did beat for him.