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432 pages, Paperback
Published December 2, 2025

"Alice." Nope. Not happening. I picked up the pace, pretending like I couldn't hear her.general
EIGHT YEARS AGOTell me this isn't an amazing prologue. I dare you.
"Alice!"
Dread skimmed down my back, making my stomach crumple in on itself. I shut my locker with forced confidence and turned around, crossing my arms so he wouldn't see my hands shaking. "What did you do!"
With a taunting, arrogant twist to his grin, Dominic Crawford leaned forward and loosely swirled a lock of my hair around his index finger. "Boo."I was full on giggling like a fucking joke when this came up.
And a thirty-minute call made every day at 1:00 p.m. that included more listening than talking and always ended with a quiet "love you, bye."the fact that she knew him well enough to know he wasn't talking to a lover atm😭😭
Rosie, I assumed. His was a personality only a mother could love.
He was buying these companies? Just so he could have me fired from them?Sign me up already📝📝 Where's the list??
I smiled against his palm. It made his biceps bulge angrily.yummy😋🍴
And that— that right there— was Dominic’s one redeeming quality. He’d never been a sore loser. Not even with me.
“Was it enough?”🥺 dom and alice my bbys💘
“If I said it a thousand more times, would it be enough?”
She'd always said that in the two thousand, two hundred and sixty-two days she'd spent with her late husband, he'd given her two thousand, two hundred and sixty-two reasons to fall in love with him. But his eyes were the first.
“I hate you so much that I can’t leave, because then you’ll go home with him, and I’d rather be skinned alive.”
Pretty?" he asked with breathless exasperation, as though the word itself was an insult. "You're willing to settle for some asshole who lies and tells you you're pretty? You want some actual honesty? Flowers are pretty. They're soft, subdued, harmless. Their beauty doesn't leave a mark, or haunt your every waking moment, or make you feel so out of control that you'd be willing to walk barefoot on broken glass for one last hit. You're not pretty, Alice. You're devastating.
"I didn't want you to leave, Dominic. I just didn't want to love you anymore."
“I was so deeply, unfathomably in love with you that I couldn’t see straight, Alice.” He reached out and gently brushed a stray strand away from my forehead, his warm, nervous gaze latched on to mine. “And I’ve been treading water ever since, with nothing to show for it.”
Adrien once said that it felt like a light went out. The world became slightly dimmer when she left it, and he had this deep, innate feeling that it would never fully recover.
“I love you. I love you so much I don’t know what to do with myself.”
"You’re the most interesting person I’ve ever met, and you’re so beautiful, Alice, that sometimes it’s hard for me to breathe when I look at you."And the best one;
But in case I don’t chicken out, and this is the letter you get, and you’ve made it this far without running to the police, here’s the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. You’re the best part of my day. My favorite color. You’re my favorite song, my favorite movie, my favorite game, and every good thing in between. And I’m sorry to say, Loch Ness, that I think I’m in love with you.
He yanked Dominic into a giant bear hug and said, with so much love that it made my mother start to fully weep, "You're a fucking idiot, you know that?" And boy, oh boy, did the two bozos live happily ever after.