We'll Always Have Summer (Summer, #3)

by Jenny Han

It’s the kind of love that doesn’t know better and doesn’t want to—it’s dizzy and foolish and fierce. That kind of love is really a one-time-only thing.

But just because you bury something, that doesn’t mean it stops existing.

Firsts were important. But I was pretty sure lasts were even more important.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever get you out of my system, not completely. I have… this feeling. That you’ll always be there. Here.”

“Don’t marry him. Don’t be with him. Be with me.”

It’s a known fact that in life, you can’t have everything.

love wasn’t something you could erase, no matter how hard you tried.

There are moments in every girl’s life that are bigger than we know at the time. When you look back, you say, That was one of those life-changing, fork-in-the-road moments and I didn’t even see it coming. I had no idea. And then there are the moments that you know are big. That whatever you do next, there will be an impact. Your life could go in one of two directions. Do or die.