Intersect (Parallel, #2)

by Elizabeth O'Roark

I don’t want someone who suggests I’m insane the second I speak up for myself.

I say if something you want scares the hell out of you, go for it. Because the other way isn’t working.”

“I hope you know what you’re doing. It’s a hard life.” “Time traveling?” He shakes his head, staring at the rope in his weathered hands. “No,” he says. “Being the one who has to stay behind.”

But I am drowning, and this is what drowning people do: they grasp at any goddamn thing they can hold onto, even the things that don’t float.

“In this lifetime and all the other ones, I will only want you.”