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“I look at you and see the rest of my life. All the shit I never knew I wanted. Or needed, for that matter.
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“You can’t even look at me when you say it, and until you do, I’m not going anywhere. So if you want me gone so badly, then look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t love me.”
“I can wait for you. Or I can stay away,” I murmur, brushing his nose with mine. “But I need you to tell me which. I need you to tell me what to do, because I can’t read your mind. No more than I can change the way I feel about you.”
“I’m damned either way.” He continues shaking his head. “No matter who I choose, I’ll inevitably lose the other.”
Because there is no worse pain on the planet than watching the person you love fall apart before your eyes, knowing you’re helpless to stop it.
I’ll choose to be selfless. Choose to live with regret. Choose someone else. Him.
“I’m yours, Nix. Always. You have to know that. So choose you, baby. ‘Cause I’m choosing you too.”
I press my lips to his forehead and walk away. Because I’ll always choose him. Even if he can’t. Even if it tears me apart in the process.
“I fell in love with Holden. No matter how much sense it doesn’t make, no matter if it all blows up in my face, I love him. He looks like the rest of my life, and I’ll never forgive myself if I throw that away. Not for you, not for anyone.”
Everywhere I go, everything I do, he’s there. And if he’s not near me physically, then he’s at the forefront of my mind like a beacon in the night. There’s never been a time when another person has haunted my every waking thought, and trying to live without him while still being utterly consumed by him is driving me batshit crazy.
He brings me a sense of peace I haven’t known since my parents were alive, and I don’t want to live without it anymore.
“Out of all the lies I’ve told through this entire mess, telling you I didn’t love you was the biggest one of all. There’s nothing and no one I want more than you,” he murmurs, fingers scraping against the back of my head. “I love you, baby. And I’m so fucking sorry for making you think otherwise.”
Choosing me means choosing you, too.”
God, the things he does to me.
“You can do whatever you want to me.”
“Baby,” I whisper.
“I’m only ever gonna ...
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