My Phony Valentine (Holidays with Hart, #1)

by Courtney Walsh

“How many people in your life would do that? How many other people do you know who care more about Dallas Burke the person than Dallas Burke the hockey player?” I go still. “Only one. You.” “That’s right,” she says. “And ya can’t marry me, so. . .”

I did not raise you to think less of yourself.” She looks right at me. “I raised you so someone like her could find you.”

Only really unhappy people take pleasure in making other people miserable, don’t you think?”

“Everyone gets hurt,” she says. “Until they heal. And then it’s time to try again.”