An Optimist's Guide to Heartbreak (Heartsong, #1)

by Jennifer Hartmann

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to go like that. I called you into my office to let you go because it’s no longer a comfortable working environment for either of us. We’re in too deep. The timing was shit, and I’m sorry for that, but it only reinforced my reasoning. Please try to understand where I’m coming from. It was business, it wasn’t personal. Call me when you get this.

Ayooooo ?

She insisted he didn’t deserve me, and it was a small solace…but it didn’t ring true. Cal deserved me. He just failed to believe that he did.

Get a grip lucy

that.” “All I see is you taking what you wanted from me, then leaving all the rest.” “No. That’s absolutely not what happened, and this is why I wanted to have a conversation with you,” he says wearily, his trademark sigh evident. “Can I come over? I want to make this right. I hate hearing you like this.”

Byeeeeee

It’s obvious he’s trying to get into her pants,

Thas literally wat you want yo do

Oh, and the color of that front door. It’s red now. Like mine, like Emma’s last recital dress, like Lucy’s reception attire with such a steep V-neck, all I wanted to do was dip my tongue between her breasts and make her mine.

Bruhhhhhh