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Seven years I’d waited for this chance. Seven goddamn years and I couldn’t risk fucking it up.
“When did you buy this ring?” She held up the pouch again. “Was it hers?” “No, that was never Vivienne’s.” That ring had always been for Talia.
He didn’t realize I knew his sister? Yeah, I knew his sister. She was the love of my goddamn life.
“I hate you for choosing Vivienne.” Another punch. “I hate you for not loving me the way I loved you.” Then another punch. “I hate you for being so fucking hard to forget.” A tear dripped down my cheek as I threw the next punch. My eyes flooded and Foster was blurry but I just kept on swinging. “Ashamed of you? I would have done anything for you.”
“Why is it tattooed on your body?” “As a reminder.” “Of what?” He gave me a sad smile. “Of what I lost.” The tears came back. “Your dreams were my dreams, Tally. I lost them when I lost you.” He hooked a finger under my chin. “Did I lose you?”
Lyla could keep her rainbows. I wanted this. Fireworks. My entire body was ready to combust.
Unless Talia would have me. Then I’d be hers until the end of my days.
A guy who was lucky to have twenty bucks in his pocket and knew he’d never be able to give you the world.” She pulled her knees into her chest. “I never needed the world.” “But I wanted to give it to you anyway.”
“I have never been, and never will be, in love with Vivienne,” he said. “I have never stopped loving you.” “Foster—” “And I never will.”
“See you around, Miss Madden.” Kaddie giggled. Talia laughed. And just like that, I was back in this fight.
Foster had held me like I was his tether to the earth.
“I waited a long time for you, love. I’ll wait as long as you need. You are mine.” And he was here in Quincy to claim me.
“You’re mine, love. Say it.”
“I’m yours.”
“That’s my good girl.” He slipped a long finger inside, stroking that sensitive...
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Tears welled in her eyes. “I love you. Only you. Always you.” Victory. This fight was over. “I love you, Talia Eden.”
That she wanted my daughter was, well . . . fuck. I didn’t deserve Talia Eden. But she was mine to keep.
He leaned back, framing my face with his hands. “Won’t stop until every dream of mine has come true.”
I smiled, leaning in to whisper against his lips. “Never.”
