Rush (Rush, #1)

by Emma Scott

A world of color and light and yellow cabs and red brick, and I was trapped in this well of darkness, only able to remember, but never know it again.

“There are times in this life in which we must do what is best, and so often what is best is not what is easy.”

and the fact that Noah spent so much time living—no, not living, existing—in this small world.

Because only when you’re about to lose it all, do you realize how much you have.”

“Until you, I was lost. Sometimes, you’re the only thing that ever feels real to me.”

We’re all finding a way to move on, I thought after we’d hung up. And moving on, I realized, wasn’t the same as forgetting or even letting go. It was making a tentative peace with tragedy, and doing the best we could forever after.