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

by Jenny Han

But just because you bury something, that doesn’t mean it stops existing. Those feelings, they’d been there all along.

Maybe that was how it was with all first loves. They own a little piece of your heart, always.

There’s no greater power than the power of good-bye.

“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.” Conrad clawed at his heart and then dropped his hand.

I knew that now—that love wasn’t something you could erase, no matter how hard you tried.

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

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.

This is our start. This is the moment it becomes real. We are married. We are infinite. Me and Conrad. The first boy I ever slow danced with, ever cried over. Ever loved.