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488 pages, Kindle Edition
Published October 8, 2025
To everyone who struggles with self-doubt. You deserve all the happiness and success you dream of. Don’t let anyone convince you otherwise—not even yourself.
Because even if they weren’t praising me, I would still feel proud of myself for getting on this stage and nailing my presentation. I, Lila Callaghan, finally believe in myself.
“I met someone,”
“She’s an amazing woman. So fucking smart. So generous. So beautiful, she takes my breath away. I’d never been in love before her.”
“And I threw it all away,” I conclude. “Because of you.”
“You ruined me,”
“You abused me, put me in danger, and scarred me forever in countless, cruel ways.”
“You said I would never be able to take care of anyone,” I keep going. “But that isn’t true—I took care of myself better than you ever did. And I’m taking care of her.” I glance down at Ginny, who looks up at me with her tongue hanging out from her mouth.
“I’m here.” I swallow back the unexpected lump in my throat. “Even after all you did to me, I’m still standing. I’ve made a life for myself—one I’m proud of. You don’t define me.”
“I will always hate you for what you did to me, but I refuse to let you take any more space in my life,” I say into the nothingness. “I thought you’d broken me, but Lila showed me the real me was just locked away. I won’t let you kill me while I’m still breathing. I survived you once, and I will keep doing it.”
“I love you, little one. You know that?” I tell her as the puppy keeps licking away. “I hope I’m being a good dad to you.”
“You once asked what keeps me calm,” I rasp out, my fingers itching to move closer to her waist. “I called you because it’s you, angel. You keep me calm.”
“You once asked me what you could possibly teach me that I didn’t already know,”
“I remember,”
“I said you taught me plenty of things, and you didn’t believe me,” he says. “But you taught me the most important thing of all, Lila. You taught me how to love.”
“My parents made me think love was something conditional and hurtful,” he adds. “I let them define me for so long, convinced they were right. But then you came along and shattered all my inhibitions without even meaning to. It’s like I’ve been sleeping all my life, and now I look at you and see the good of life for the first time.”
“Why do you call me angel?”
“I’m not much of a spiritual person, Lila, but I believe you were sent to this world to heal my soul,” he says. “And not just mine, as much as I want to keep you to myself. You’re a gift to this world. You make everyone’s life better just by being near them. You love unconditionally, and I admire you so damn much for it. You’re an angel walking among mortals, and I’m so damn lucky to call you mine.” “How are you real?” I breathe out. “I could ask you the same thing.”
And I realize there’s nothing, absolutely anything, I would’ve done differently. Because every painful lesson got me here, to this life that feels so complete. To the brightest light.
“You deserve to be here, Lila,” I mutter as she hugs me back, resting her head on my chest. “You shine brighter than anyone else I’ve ever met. All your hard work has gotten you this opportunity—enjoy it, angel. Have fun on that stage because you’ve earned every second of it.”
“My parents made me think love was something conditional and hurtful,” he adds. “I let them define me for so long, convinced they were right. But then you came along and shattered all my inhibitions without even meaning to. It’s like I’ve been sleeping all my life, and now I look at you and see the good of life for the first time.”
“How do you always have the right words to keep me calm?” Her fingers graze my neck. “Who keeps you calm, Reed?”
You, angel. You keep me calm.
But I say nothing.
How do you tell someone that you’re falling in love with their mind without freaking them out? Not only with her mind. The urge to tell her that she’s the most fascinating, down-to-earth, smart, passionate, fucking beautiful woman I’ve ever met dies in my throat.