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

by Jenny Han

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

“I see you again, and everything I planned goes to shit.

I never felt more alive. Anger, sadness, joy. He made me feel it all. No one else had that kind of effect on me. No one.

I always believed that we would find our way back to each other every time. That no matter what, we would be connected—by