Unlucky Like Us (Like Us, #12)

by Krista Ritchie

Donnelly has made me feel like my galaxy is the happiest, most exhilarating place to be, even if I’m the only one there.” I drop my head and gaze back at our photo. “He treats me like I’m his moon. His stars. Like I’m the person who makes him glad it’s today and there’ll be a tomorrow, and I don’t know if I’ve ever been that for anyone who’s not my family.” I’m important to someone. I’m not a failure. I’m not a fuck-up or future screw-up to Donnelly. I’m someone worth something. And he’s worth everything to me.

Being on Lo’s shitlist, I can handle, but if I’m on Lily’s, I dunno…I think I’d still go fling myself off this planet and sob.

Something about Donnelly makes me feel like I’ve known him my whole life, as if we’ve been together millenniums already.

@StaleBread89: Never heard of a LunaQuinn. Luna and Donnelly are the better match. No contest. #Lunnelly

“My heart is a chasm of everything I know and love, and it will always be filled with you.” I can’t look away from her. “I love you, Luna. I love you so bad, not having you just hurts.”

I read, “If you ever find this, you should know there are good people on Earth. He’s worth knowing. He’s worth remembering.” I know she must be referring to Donnelly. “And when the world has decayed and all I’ve ever known has disappeared in time, you should know the very best of humankind is him.”