End of Day (Jack & Jill, #1)

by Jewel E. Ann

It was like the sun refusing to shine after the rain, leaving the rainbow invisible. She felt certain that he popped little kids’ balloons, gave out toothbrushes at Halloween, and went to bed before the ball dropped on New Year’s Eve.

“Well, then you’re out of luck, buddy. Because all I have left to offer is a sack of suck your own nuts and a spray can of fuck off.”

“I loved her which is why the word suddenly feels monumentally inadequate for you. I gave her my love, but you … you took it. You took everything. I never had a choice. You tore into my life … into my heart, wrecking all sense of the man I was before you. Being with you is the best part of my day … every day. You think you’re broken, but you’re not. And if you were … it wouldn’t matter. I love every. Single. Piece of you.”