Addicted After All (Addicted, #5)

by Krista Ritchie

He is my soul. I am his. The moment we give up on each other is the moment that neither of us exists.

“If someone ever asks how long we’ve spent together, I’d say for as long as my mind stretches back. I can’t tell you the day that I fell in love with you because there wasn’t a single day that I didn’t.” My voice shakes with more joy than I’ve ever known. “You have the purest parts of my heart, and I’m certain that in every alternate universe, I’m always, always in love with you.”