When the Stars Fall (Lost Stars, #1)

by Emery Rose

She was beautiful. Full of fire and sass. And I didn’t want anyone else to have her.

I wanted to be her two in the morning person. The one who was there for her no matter what. Lila was mine. End of story.

“What happens when the stars fall, Jude?” “I’ll put them back in the sky for you,”

“What happens when the stars fall, Jude?” “I’ll put them back in the sky for you.”

There was never a question of whether or not I still loved her. I’ve always loved Lila, and I always would.

I had to find a way to right my wrongs. I had to find a way to put the stars back in the sky.

Kissing Jude felt like coming home to a place I used to know but had forgotten. A place I’d visited in my dreams and had longed to return to for so many years.

My home was not a place, it was a person. My home was Lila.

How many times can one heart break, Jude? That was the question that kept running through my head as I drove. I could have told her that hearts don’t break. They were made of muscle. Left neglected and malnourished, muscles atrophied. But you could build them up by putting in the work, and you could make them stronger. That was what we had to do. Feed our hearts. Make them stronger.

I was Odysseus. Her Odysseus. After all these long years of being shipwrecked, of fighting monsters and demons and losing battles, I had finally found my way home again.

it felt exactly like home because my home was him. It had always been him.

“Thank you,” I said, turning in his arms and framing his face in my hands. “For what?” “For putting the stars back in the sky.” “You ain’t seen nothing yet, baby. I’m going to give you an entire universe.”

Not many people are lucky enough to find their soulmate at the age of nine, but I’m one lucky bastard. The day I met Lila, the stars aligned. And if necessary, I’ll spend a lifetime putting them back in the sky for her.