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336 pages, Kindle Edition
Published September 19, 2016



“In the blackness of the bedroom I share with Silas, I push away the memories of Jeremy, of our intimacy, and of how much I loved him.”



“Standing at the front door of the house she shared with another man, I wish I were torn. I wish I could feel guilty, but all I feel is determination.”











I don’t know how to wash away the smell of her, the feel of her in my hands. I don’t know that I would even if I could. Those memories are all I have left.

“Part of me knew that you’d destroy me one day. But I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t fight it. And now I almost wish you’d put me out of my misery.”
“Having you like this is torture,” he rasps. “But losing you would be utter obliteration.”


“I had a career, a future, and a woman who loved me. If I want any of that back, I’m going to have to fight for it.”
“I didn’t want him to see my crying over another man. He’d understand, but I never want him to know how deeply rooted those feelings remain.”
“I’m marshaling my own resources. There is nothing you can offer me that I can’t get on my own.”


"Time slows again as we look into each other's eyes. I don't want to look away. I don't want to leave her. She breaks eye contact first…disappearing behind a carved glass door."

"We can never be what we were, but in this moment, we're as intimate as two people can be. Our grip is a silent vow. We cling to each other, fueled by our common rage. Determined. Bound. Together."

"I know that everything has changed. She no longer pulls away when I touch her. When I take her hand, she twines her fingers through mine. She hold my gaze when I brush her hair away from her face. The shift has already happened. I just have to find the right moment and we'll be us again."











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“But it wouldn’t be right to be with someone else when all I’ll ever want is her.”

In that moment, I feel so much hate and so much love that I can’t tell where one ends and the other begins.
“When I was pregnant and alone, I was so desperate for a perfect family. I wanted that for Levi.”

“Are you hungry?” I ask.
“No, just exhausted. You?”
I don’t answer. My hunger is too dark and too complex to voice.




“His knees hold my thighs apart as he takes what is his, always his.”
“She let me take care of her. And since then, she’s been mine, both of them have been my family. And I take care of them.”
“I would never do anything that would harm Sylvie or Levi,”
“Where’s Sylvie?” I croak out, not recognizing the sound of my voice.
I focus on her. Not the nurse, the woman I’m going to marry as soon as I get the fuck out of here.


