Part of Your World (Part of Your World, #1)

by Abby Jimenez

“Don’t let them decide the life you’re going to live. You only get one.”

“Grace costs you nothing.

Sometimes what you have to give is enough. Even if it’s a rock instead of a diamond.”

But all that glitters is not gold…

It’s amazing how someone can touch you, even if you only know them for a moment in time. How they can change you, alter you indelibly.

“I believe you. I can handle anything you need to tell me. You don’t need to protect me from the truth and I’m here to help you in any way I can. It’s not your fault. And you don’t deserve it.”

She felt like the sun. Like she was the reason for everything. Like I’d always been waiting for her to get closer and bring me to life.

Nothing could convince me this woman wasn’t made for me to love. I think my soul recognized hers the second I laid eyes on her.

There is a peace in knowing the one thing you can’t live without. It simplifies all things. There was her, and then there was everything and everyone else. And only she really mattered. It was easy to know it.

“I love you,” he whispered. “We are together. This isn’t over. And even if you leave, it won’t be over because you’ll take the love with you and it’ll bring you back.”

Love follows you. It goes where you go. It doesn’t know about social divides or distance or common sense. It doesn’t even stop when the person you love dies. It does what it wants.

But what does love matter when it can’t outweigh the rest of it?

There’s something more final than forever. It’s never. Never is infinite.

I was a mosaic of someone else’s design where none of the fragments were put in the right place.

It was incredible how whole I felt. How he completed the final piece in my mosaic. I would have never been right without him. Even if I’d never met him or ever knew who he was.

Because sometimes family isn’t what you’re born into. Sometimes family is found. And I’d found mine in Wakan. I’d found mine in him.

We’d already decided that our kids would be Montgomery Grants. That way they could pick whatever legacy they wanted.