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

by Jenny Han

Jeremiah kneeled down beside me and tried to help me up, but I slapped his hands away. “Don’t touch me!”

Mao mo boys

Our so-called breakup had lasted all of a week. It wasn’t even a real breakup, not for me. I always assumed we would get back together. I had cried the whole week, while he had been in Cabo kissing Lacie Barone.

Yawa jud mo boys

“I don’t even know who you are anymore.”

:((((

“I want to be totally honest with you, Belly. I don’t want any more secrets.” He really broke down then, crying hard. I went totally still. “We had sex.”

AH PAIN

“We can’t get it back,” I said, and I said it to hurt him. “What we were, it’s gone. We lost it tonight.”

It wouldn’t even have occurred to me to wonder. This was a boy who had loved me my whole life, and I was a girl who believed in that love. In that boy.

Ah makaulit

But now I knew the truth. He bought me that stupid cheap bracelet because he felt guilty. And I was so desperate to make up, I hadn’t seen it.

heh!!!!

that felt like the biggest betrayal of all.

ikr

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.

There hadn’t been one specific moment. It was like gradually waking up. You go from being asleep to the space between dreaming and awake and then into consciousness. It’s a slow process, but when you’re awake, there’s no mistaking it. There was no mistaking that it had been love.

Gani

When I thought about it now, that moment in the motel, I understood I was the one who’d set this thing in motion. Pushed them together. It was my doing. I was the one who was going to have to live with it.

Mao na dya

“If a girl’s the one, all bets are off, family or no family.”

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

So no, he didn’t give me flowers or candy. He gave me the moon and the stars. Infinity.

Firtiii