Shattered Sea (Tattered & Torn, #4)

by Catherine Cowles

“You know what I think about the word fine. It really stands for fucked up, insecure, neurotic, and emotional.”

When you lost someone you loved, it made it hard to let go of anyone else—even if they didn’t have your best interests at heart.

“Loss has a way of carving itself into your bones. It shouldn’t be any other way.”

I lost my grip on the glass. It dropped to the floor, smashing into a million tiny pieces—shards so small there was no way to put them back together. Not in a way that would make a working glass again. Sometimes, like now, I felt just like that glass. Shattered beyond recognition.

You simply had to do your best to make something beautiful out of the shattered pieces.

The dogs looked up from their cozy bed. I scowled at Peaches. “Just rub it in. You got your damn cuddles last night.”