“You make me happy, Hardin. But you also make me miserable, angry, and—most of all—you make me insane.”
“That’s the point, isn’t it? That’s why we’re so good together, Tess, because we are terrible for each other.” She makes me insane, too, and angry, but happy. So happy.
“We are terrible for each other,” she says with a small smile.
“We are,” I repeat and return her smile.