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“Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway.” ― Sade Andria Zabala
wishes on stars… Only, she didn’t wish for Prince Charming like so many other little girls. She wished for someone ugly and broken…just like she was. She wished for someone who’d love her so much it would take all her pain away. She wished for someone to save her… Before it was too late.
“He’s not my father…for the same reason your aunt’s husband isn’t your uncle.”
Skylar’s face lights up like a Christmas tree. It makes me want to do whatever it takes to ensure she’s always smiling.
But after I finish building Skylar her treehome, I’m going to push her out of my head and pretend she doesn’t exist. Because she isn’t my sky to touch. She’s his.
Which is why he should also know that I’d never share her.
I once heard the girl apologize to a chair for bumping into it.
“I’m left-handed.” She blinks. “What does that have to do with anything?” “My bad. You just told me something pointless, so I thought I’d reciprocate.”
I tamp down the itch to kick Josh’s skull in because he doesn’t use the thing it contains.
I hate how much I want it. Because wanting something with this much hunger means it has power over you. That it can control and manipulate you.
“Don’t set yourself on fire to keep someone else warm.”

