Things We Hide from the Light (Knockemout, #2)

by Lucy Score

“What’s worth it?” “Letting someone in. Letting them get close enough that they could destroy you if they wanted to.” “I might sound like a goddamn greeting card, but it’s worth everything,” he rasped.

“Don’t know how to explain it. I just know there’s nothing ballsy or brave about living your whole life behind walls. The real good shit doesn’t start until those bricks come down and you invite someone in. If you’re not scared shitless, you’re doin’ it wrong.”

“They used to dance in the kitchen. My parents. They used to be happy. He loved her so much. And when she was gone, he didn’t love us enough. He chose booze and pills over and over again. He needed them.” “And that sucks, but it was never because of you. It was never because of anything you did or didn’t do.”