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Until I Remember Until I Remember by Karla Sorensen
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“Damn you, Grant Hastings,” she whispered. “You have made it impossible not to fall in love with you again.”
― Karla Sorensen, Until I Remember
“I don’t need you to be the same, Mercy. I’ll fall in love with you all over again. Whatever version I have, I will love you for the rest of my life.”
― Karla Sorensen, Until I Remember
“I can’t will myself through this. Neither can you. You’re telling me all about this incredible love, and it was taken from me. I don’t know how to trust that this is real.”
― Karla Sorensen, Until I Remember
“Every time I’m near you, I want to touch you. Kiss you. Hold you, because I’ve missed the feeling of you in my arms to the point where I don’t know how I’ve survived it after thinking I’d lose you.”
― Karla Sorensen, Until I Remember
“You truly love her?” she asked. Slowly. Like she knew the answer but was asking it anyway.
“To the point of madness.”
― Karla Sorensen, Until I Remember
“I’d never shown more patience in my entire life than I had with that woman. But God, she was worth it. Even when she pushed me away. When she pretended she didn’t care. When she was scared enough to run. Loving her was worth every hard-fought inch, and I wasn’t ready to concede a single one of them.”
― Karla Sorensen, Until I Remember
“God, the way that woman used to look at me. Like she couldn’t believe I was real. Like we were real. Earning Mercy’s love once was hard enough. Twice, or until she remembered it was there, might prove impossible.”
― Karla Sorensen, Until I Remember
“I want to know why he’s here. He’s not my emergency contact. He doesn’t even like me.” My voice cracked on the last word, which seriously undermined my righteous indignation.
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“Where else would I be?” The deep tone of his voice, the way he curled his accent around the words, lifted the hair on my arms. Then my brother’s best friend, the arrogant asshole who got under my skin like no one I’d ever met, opened his mouth and spoke again. “You are my wife.”
― Karla Sorensen, Until I Remember