One of Us Is Back (One of Us Is Lying, #3)

by Karen M. McManus

I don’t understand how you can look at someone who’s obviously hurting and think, You know what this person needs? More time in their own head.

“Do you have any idea how much I love you?” he asks roughly. “I do,” she says, her voice softening. “I love you too.”

It doesn’t matter how many times she smiles at me like that; I still forget how to breathe for at least a few seconds.