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“Listen, Han, she was a bloody stalker. I had to do something. I had to make her see I didn’t care about her. I was a different person to the man I am now. I’ve told you how I behaved with women at that time in my life. That isn’t me anymore. With you, there are no secrets, no lies and no games, which is why I want you to know exactly what happened with Candy. You need to know the whole truth. I’m not the heartless, inconsiderate bastard I used to be. I promise you.” I keep my focus towards the floor. It’s obvious how upset I am. His palms circle each side of my face, lifting my head to meet his eyes. “I mean it, Han. I would never treat anyone like that again.” My lungs try to inhale as much air as possible, but the sting at the back of my throat causes me to exhale just as quickly. I push away from his chest, still shaking and ready to throw up. “Just when I think we’re getting somewhere, you drop another bombshell, and to be honest, this particular episode with Candy repulses me.” He attempts to take me in his arms, but I can’t stand his touch right now. I rest my palms against his chest, keeping him at bay, while the memories of London and finding Rob with another woman flood my brain. How dare Daniel do the same thing to Candy. I may not like her, but nobody deserves to be treated so badly.”
― Loriana Cappello, Where She Is

“They said it was better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. But when you’d lost again and again and again, you started to wonder if maybe that was pure bullshit.”
― Suzanne Wright, The Pact

“No, being sad over the thought of never getting to experience what I read in hundreds of romance books was not in the books for me, especially on Jess’s big day. In fact, this wedding gave me hope that age is just a number. You can find love unexpectedly. Your other half might just be out there. Maybe soulmates do exist. There was a time in my life when I believed in soulmates and true love, but that fantasy was just that—an ugly lie that only intensified as the years passed and as one's heart continued to get broken.”
― Kassandra Marie Lopez, Carter

“She gave me a withering look. “Show up,” she ordered. “Not because she’ll thank you. Not because she’ll fall into your arms again. Show up because that’s what love does.”
― Maya Alden, She's Like The Wind