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

by Jenny Han

A fight is like a fire. You think you have it under control, you think you can stop it whenever you want, but before you know it, it’s a living, breathing thing and there’s no controlling it and you were a fool to think you could.

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

Rick was nothing but a tiny piece of her past, a piece that she would always treasure, but that was all, because history is just that. History.

He was marrying my girl, and I couldn’t do anything about it. I just had to watch it happen, because he was my brother, because I

promised. Take care of him, Connie. I’m counting on you.

“I still love you. I never stopped. I think you know it. I think you’ve known it all along.”

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.