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“I remembered when he'd explained the concept of infinity to me. Immeasurable, one moment stretching out to the next.”
― Jenny Han

“The old pull, the tide drawing me back in. I kept getting caught in this current—first love, I mean. First love kept making me come back to this, to him. He still took my breath away, just being near him. I had been lying to myself the night before, thinking I was free, thinking I had let him go. It didn’t matter what he said or did, I’d never let him go. I”
― Jenny Han, The Summer I Turned Pretty

“I hoped I never saw him again. If I ever had to look at him again, if he looked at me the way he did that day, it would break me.”
― Jenny Han, It's Not Summer Without You

“I put my freezing hands on his cheeks and instead of pushing them away, he said, “Ahh, feels good.” I laughed and said, “That’s because you’re coldhearted.” He put my hands in his coat pockets and said in a voice so soft I wondered if I heard him right, “For everyone else, maybe. But not for you.”
― Jenny Han, It's Not Summer Without You