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You didn’t travel through hell with someone for them not to become sewn into the fibers of your life.
If I had any hope of moving forward, I had to stop looking at the past. Life didn’t move in that direction.
“It may not have turned out the way you hoped, but—in my opinion—loving someone through, despite, and after the impossible is quite literally the definition of success in a relationship.”
“There are two types of people in the world, Remi. There are a million somebodies on this planet. But there’s a huge difference between somebody and someone. From the moment we met, I knew you, my beautiful, crazy woman, were definitely someone. And if there is even a fraction of a chance that you think I’m a someone too, then yeah, it’s exactly that easy. To hell with the rest of the women in the world. I want you.”
Somebody is a person you found. Someone is a person fate picked for you.
“Look, after the plane crash, when we realized she’d lost her memory, I promised I would stay away as long as she didn’t remember. But she’s in there. She’s not the same Sally I fell in love with, but for fuck’s sake, she’s still in love with me.”
“Don’t give me that,” she sighed. “Those eyes, that shirt, questionable taste in drinks aside, you know When Harry Met Sally. I am practically three-quarters of the way pregnant with a house in the suburbs and I don’t even know your name.”

