After Rain Falls (River of Rain, #2)

by C.E. Ricci

Every star in the night sky would have to burn out before it isn’t River.

He should’ve tattooed his name across every available inch of my skin in exchange for my sanity because in the end, I’ll never be anything but his. Until my dying day, I’ll belong to River Lennox.

Whatever word is stronger than love, that’s what I feel for him. He is the object of my obsession, the gravity for my orbit, every star in the night sky, reminding me that I’m not alone. He’s the center of my goddamn universe. And I just broke him.

Everything about him kills me. He’s nothing but a walking, talking massacre for my heart.

Even knowing we have a mountain to climb in order to make things right between us. He still opened the door, let me inside his apartment. And then his body. I haven’t lost him entirely. Even if I can’t act on it right now, there’s still hope.

When he turns to leave, I sink to my knees right there on the lawn of my apartment, shattering, as River walks away with every single fragment of my severed heart.

he was right about one thing; that’s not how it works. Because he carved his name into my heart when he tore it from my chest. I don’t think there will ever be a day it doesn’t beat for him.

And then I’m stuck sitting here, amidst all this chaos and insanity, with only one thought on my mind. Fuck, I love him.

The passion and love between us was palpable then. Now it’s incendiary.

“I swear to fucking God, River. And if you try to die on me again, I’m gonna find a way to bring you back to life just to kill you myself.”

“You hate surprises. You withheld sex for two days because I threw that surprise party after you got drafted.”