My Own Best Enemy (Apple Valley Love Stories #2)

by Julie Christianson

Like everyone’s a little damaged. It’s just that some of us wear our cracks on the outside. Others hide the chips inside.

I think the internal ones can be harder to heal, since they don’t get fresh air or daylight.

Fresh starts. Great escapes. Leaving all my ghosts behind. Of course, I’ll also be leaving some of my favorite people behind. But maybe I need to rip off that bandage so the scab can form.

I travel in the middle lane. No great love but no real heartache.

Why hasn’t someone invented regret editing?

Regrediting needs to be a thing.

This may come as a surprise, Emi, but being wrong will not kill you. Neither will a broken heart.”