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“Get in the car, Stella.” I got in the car.
me too girl
Twin flames of resentment and frustration burned in my chest. I was weak for Stella Alonso, and I hated it.
Mf has spoken to her like four times
“It’s because you haven’t looked me in the eye since New York. Because you’re all I can fucking think about no matter where I am or who I’m with, and the thought of you hurt or upset makes me want to raze this city to the ground.” Soft, almost desperate viciousness coated his voice. “I’ve never wanted someone more, and I’ve never hated myself more for it.”
A man who yearns is a man who earns
Despite what I’d said about love being a drug, Stella was my greatest high. A temptation with no escape. An obsession with no end. An addiction with no cure.
A MAN WHO YEARNS IS A MAN WHO EARNS BRO
“The day I met you,” he said, “was the luckiest day of my life. You’ve always been the brightest part of my world, Butterfly. And you always will be.” The depth of emotion in his words stung my eyes. “You don’t strike me as a guy who believes in luck.” “I believe in everything when it comes to you.” Including love.
