“I’ve always had to work so hard at everything. You shouldn’t have to fight this hard to be loved,” I whispered, feeling suddenly tired, defeated. “Are you fucking kidding me, Elena? Fighting for love is an endless battle and it’s also the most epic war you’ll ever wage. I promise you, you find the right person, you’ll be willing to die on that battlefield, scarred and victorious. Why do you think I’m willing to do this?”
