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His eyes flick over me again. “Much as I like you in my clothes,” he says, “you need to change. There are outfits in your closet.” “Seriously? Did you just stock it?” I ask, trying to figure out when he could have slipped the clothes by me. “Naw,” he says, walking out of the kitchen, “the clothes were always there waiting for you. Last night I just wanted to see you in mine.” Wiley bastard.
Reklam
“I’m still not the right girl.” “I still don’t agree.”
It’s not the things you do with love and good intentions that you end up regretting. It’s the things you don’t do that you have to live with.

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I win every time I’m bold in how I love. I want to say I win a hundred times a day, a thousand, by loving the sunrise, and the wind, and the way raindrops sound on my window.” He paused, his thumb moving lightly over my cheekbone, caressing my face like I was precious. “And you, most of all, you. I want to look at you and say, one evil man did not stop me from presenting my heart to the girl who claimed it. You get my heart, Eloise. You. And, God, I hope you want it. But if you don’t, I still won’t regret giving it to you. Even then, I won’t regret loving you because it means I win.
She looked away from me, out toward the road for a minute before looking back. “I’m sorry for leaving without telling you. I just …” Her words faded away and she shook her head. “I’m good at running, I guess.” I inclined my head, trying to catch her eye, to make her smile. “I don’t mind chasing you, Ellie. Just let me catch you once in a while.”
Reklam
Gabriel. Just like the angel. My angel. I want him to be my angel. I closed my eyes and pictured his arms as massive wings wrapped around me, protecting me from the world, and the vision brought forth a smile.
“No, Gabriel.” “No what?” She shook her head. “You shouldn’t love me.” I let out a breath. “It’s too late. I already do. I’m sorry but I can’t take it back.”
“Our marriage hasn't been perfect. No marriage is perfect. There were times when she gave up on us. There were even more times when I gave up on us. The secret to our longevity is that we never gave up at the same time."
“I promise that I will love you more during the storms than I will love you during the perfect days.“
“I love you," he says quietly, shaking his head. "I always have. No matter how much you wish I didn't."
Reklam
"I have loved you every single second of every day since the moment I laid eyes on you. I love you more now than I did the day I married you. I love you, Quinn. I fucking love you!"
I miss you, Quinn. So much. You're right here, but you aren't. I don't know where you went or when you left, but I have no idea how to bring you back. I am so alone. We live together. We eat together. We sleep together. But I have never felt more alone in my entire life."
“It's weird," he says. "I used to be fine when I was alone. But now that I have you, I'm lonely when I'm alone."
When you meet someone who is good for you, they won't fill you with insecurities by focusing on your flaws. They'll fill you with inspiration, because they'll focus on all the best parts of you.
If I were a mother, I wouldn't take a single moment of my child's life for granted. I'd be grateful for every second they whined or cried or got sick or talked back to me. I'd cherish every second they were home during the summer and I'd miss them every second they were away at school.
They have absolutely no compassion for people in my situation. If they knew how many women have spent years dreaming of a positive result, they'd never even think to make light of it. And don't get me started on the number of my friends who complain about their children on their timeline. "Evie was up all night crying! Ugh! When will she sleep through the freaking night?" or "I can't wait for school to start back! These boys are driving me insane!" If those mothers only knew.
Reklam
“What are your dreams, Archer?" I whispered, wanting to know what was in his heart. He looked at me for another couple beats and then pushed himself back onto his knees and pulled me up so that I was straddling his lap. I smiled at him, wrapping my arms around his neck, but pulling back to let him speak. He brought his hands up and said, “I didn't know enough to dream you, Bree, but somehow you came true anyway. How did that happen?” He rubbed his nose along mine, pausing and then pulling back again. “Who read my mind and knew exactly what I wanted, even when I didn't?“
Turns out my dream girl belongs to the one person it would kill me to hurt.
That train I was waiting to catch raced by me without stopping. There probably wouldn’t be a wife, and I would never know what it would be like to have my kids grow up seeing me every day. At this point, I’m too used to being on my own that I’m like an only child.
The next few years, it’ll probably feel like I’m wandering around in a pitch-black tunnel, but there is a light at the end of it. And as long as you’re with me, there’ll be a light inside of it, too. Without you, it’ll just be darkness.
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His mouth captures mine in a blistering kiss. Belonging. It’s the only way to describe the exquisite rush of sensation that washes over me. His lips belong on mine.
“I know you’re into me, Wellsy. And I’m definitely into you. Would it really be so bad if we made this thing official?”
Reklam
I didn’t fall in love with you, Tate. I flew.
Ugly love becomes you. Consumes you. Makes you hate it all. Makes you realize that all the beautiful parts aren’t even worth it. Without the beautiful, you’ll never risk feeling this. You’ll never risk feeling the ugly.
God gives us the ugliness so we don’t take the beautiful things in life for granted.
The difference between the ugly side of love and the beautiful side of love is that the beautiful side is much lighter. It makes you feel like you’re floating. It lifts you up. Carries you. The beautiful parts of love hold you above the rest of the world. They hold you so high above all the bad stuff, and you just look down on everything else and think, Wow, I’m so glad I’m up here.
That name. It said it all. I’ll never have his past, because she has it. I’ll never have his future, because he refuses to give it to anyone who isn’t her.