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341 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 12, 2020





“No matter what happened, he’d make me write those notes, bury them in the ground, and then he’d grow flowers over them. It didn’t matter how much he hated me at the time, or how angry I was at him, I was out there scrawling toxic confessions he would wrap with his, like our pain was meant to go together.”
“Noah and I named it a few years later. He said we reminded him of some book where the character hated his life and that’s where he got the idea.”
“The garden of discontent.”










Our greatest discontent was how we’d loved each other despite our circumstances. Ours was a lifetime that wouldn’t allow us to stay together.













“Give me your pain, Ensley, and I’ll carry it for you.”
“I knew she’d gone to that place inside her, a deep belly darkness where she stuffed things away she didn’t want to acknowledge.”
4.5★★★★Stars
Genre:
Dark Romance
Type:
Standalone
POV:
First Person - Dual
"The truth had been buried beneath the ground in the garden we created, a strip of land poisoned by sorrow while beautiful for the flowers I planted."
"We're all just roadmaps of thoughts and emotions, memories and forgotten wishes. Our jagged edges are softened only by the masks we wear to disguise our truth."
"We were connected, the two of us, by invisible strings that were unbreakable over time or distance or heartache. We were unbreakable together, bound by a lifetime of promises and secrets."

...This was a F(BR) with CC & War...





"I love you, Ensley Bennett."
My teeth slammed together, and I screamed, a noise tearing from my throat that has been stuck there since I was a kid.
Our pain had raised the boy, but prison had shaped the man.
Noah had owned me since the moment he watched me from his window and called out to me the first time. I may not have known it then, but I knew it now, and was a better woman for it, his name was chiseled over every bone and branded on every organ.
I was his.
In body. In mind. And in spirit.
He never stopped loving me.
Not when we were kids.
Not while he was locked away.
Not tonight.
And I just cried, the sobs shaking every part of me.
His arms a cage that kept me safe.
Noah's mouth was next to my ear, a gritty whisper dragging me back, his erection rubbing between my legs.
"I loved you every time you couldn't love yourself. Every time you hurt me. Every time you ran away."
Still, he whispered, the words a low growl from how hard he f**ked me. "I love you, Ensley."
Another thrust, the slap of skin.
"Always have."
Another. "Always will."

