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Même univers, autres personnages.
Avec cette nouvelle romance dans l’université d’Alabama, Tillie Cole nous offre encore une fois une histoire difficile. Lexi et Austin sombrent tous les deux sous l’assaut de leurs démons, et rien ne semble pouvoir empêcher leur chute... si ce n’est leur rencontre. Une belle romance, qui des ténèbres cherche à rejoindre la lumière. L’auteure aborde toujours avec beaucoup de lucidité des sujets graves, ici la pauvreté et ce qu’elle conduit à faire, et une maladie qui touchent énormément de jeunes femmes. C’est l’histoire d’une reconstruction, qui transite par la relation passionnée des personnages.
Qui se ressemble s’assemble
Tu t’es un jour demandé si les étoiles nous regardaient. Est-ce qu’elles ressentent de la pitié pour des ratés comme nous ? Mais maintenant, je vois la vérité. Maintenant, c’est moi qui ai pitié des étoiles. Oui, les humains foirent tout, tout le temps. Mais il nous arrive aussi de tomber amoureux.
Lexi est en dernière année à l’université d’Alabama. Elle semble avoir une vie parfaite, mais derrière ce masque heureux se cache une funambule au bord du gouffre. Austin est footballeur dans l’équipe de l’université. S’il pouvait être recruté par la ligue professionnelle, il réussirait enfin à subvenir aux besoins de sa famille. En attendant, le crime est sa seule source de revenus : le voilà prisonnier d’un gang.
Ces deux êtres que la vie n’a pas épargnés pourront-ils surmonter ensemble leurs épreuves ? Ne risquent-ils pas de tomber ensemble ?
391 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 25, 2014
“We all have secrets, Austin. Some people’s are just bigger than others, that’s all.”
“So you see, Pix, I have scars too. It’ just mine are on the outside where everyone can see.”
I’m lost without you. I can’t breathe without you. Without you here, all I can do is fall.
“Pix… you’re so fuckin’ beautiful. You, like this… perfection.”
“I’m beautiful with you.”





























"Do my scars repulse you?" ...... "No! Why would the scars repulse me? They're not who you are. they're from your past. They don't bother me at all. They don't bother me at all. It tells the story of your life." (.....) "
"just like your weight's no concern to me. You're you because you're you. I don't give a shit about weight or height. I look at true people. Real people. you're real, Pix. You got that shit in spades."
"She's my broken Pixie, and I'm her piece of Trailer trash scum."
"Why the war paint, Pix?"
"Because I can't stand the girl underneath..."
"Why the tattoos?"
"Because I can't bear seeing the scars of my past."

"We all have secrets, Austin. Some people's are bigger than others, that's all."
"So you see, Pix, I have scars too. It's just mine are on the outside where everyone can see."

"All of this started with the rejection of a boy I liked....I want it to end with the acceptance of the boy I love."
"We were both just too messed up to ever be with each other in the way we needed to be. Two shooting stars that burned out too quickly, never quite reaching each other's skies."

"We all have secrets. Secrets well buried. Until we find the one soul who makes the burden of such secrets just a little bit easier to bear."

“Why the war paint, Pix?
Because I can't stand the girl underneath...
"Why the tattoos ?"
Because I can't bear seeing the scars of my past.”















“We all have secrets … Some people’s are bigger than others, that’s all.”
Sometimes, someone could stumble unannounced into the train wreck that is your life and begin to pull you out of the heavy rubble weighing down on your chest.
“I don’t need to look up at the stars to feel inferior, Austin. All I have to do is open my eyes and look at myself in the mirror.
“You see, Pix, I have scars too. It’s just mine are on the outside where everyone can see.
“Pix, I need you”…
“I think…I think I might need you too.”
“You fuckin’ bulldozed me, Pix. You, my tiny dark pixie, made all my defences crumble to dust.”
I’m lost without you.
I can’t breathe without you.
Without you here, all I can do is fall…
When you’re ready, look up. I am waiting for you, baby. I’ll always be there, waiting for you.
“We all have secrets. Secrets well buried. Until we find the one soul who makes the burden of such secrets just that little bit easier to bear.”

"We all have secrets, Austin. Some people’s are bigger than others, that's all."

"So you see, Pix, I have scars too. It's just mine are on the outside where everyone can see."
All anyone ever saw when they looked at me was the white trash ex-gang member from the Heighter-famed trailer park across town.

“We all have secrets. Secrets well buried. Until we find the one soul who makes the burden of such secrets just that little bit easier to bear.”


Ti amo, Pix. Ti amo tantissimo





