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“We spend the rest of the night in the living room, watching a Friends marathon.”
Sydney Logan, Between the Raindrops
“You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise.”
Sydney Logan, Between the Raindrops
“I love you, Scout,” he whispers against my lips. “And I will love you, every single second of every single day for the rest of our lives. I’ll love you between the sunshine and the clouds, and between the raindrops and the storms.”
Sydney Logan, Between the Raindrops
“I just want you to do everything you want. I want you to have everything you’ve ever wanted. Because you’re everything I want. You will always be everything I want.”
Sydney Logan, Between the Raindrops
“I’m a freak.”
“No, you’re not. You’ve been dealt a shit hand in life so far, but you’re not a freak. You’re smart. You’re pretty. You’re a hard worker and you’re nice to shitty customers when they absolutely don’t deserve it. you put up with my sister which means you’re one step away from sainthood, and you have the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen. You’re not a freak. You’re awesome. And it kills me that you don’t know that.”
Tears trickle down my cheeks. His words are sweet, but I can’t believe them. Because I know they’re not true.
“I have a junkie mother and an uncle who can’t stand me.”
Wyatt gently places his finger on my chin and lifts my face to his.
“Screw them. You have me.”
Sydney Logan, Between the Raindrops
“Hey,” he whispers, reaching for my hand.
My heart races, but not because I’m scared. Butterflies erupt in my stomach, but not because I’m nervous. I close my eyes and wait for the panic that’s sure to come, but all I feel is his warm hand and gentle touch.”
Sydney Logan, Between the Raindrops
“Are things better now that you’re here?
I sigh deeply. In some ways, things are much better now. In other ways, not so much. I really don’t know how to explain it to him.
“I’m not cold anymore. And I’m not hungry.”
“But you’re still scared.”
His green eyes gaze into mine. He doesn’t expect me to answer. He knows.
“I don’t want you to be scared, Scout.”
Sydney Logan, Between the Raindrops