Brooke Lamphere

“My bitterness loses its foothold, and my breath quickens as I understand something: it was our pain that pulled us together like magnets, that medicinal click of solidarity between two hurting people. That’s what happened in the library, the restaurant, his mother’s house. But as powerful as pain might be, it was never going to keep us together. It grew strong enough to flip the magnets, pushing us apart as forcefully as it had pulled us in. The thing that built us destroyed us, and somehow, we didn’t see it coming.”
― Sarah Damoff, The Bright Years