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“I never stopped loving you, I never could.”

“Do you know what I did to try to forget you? I abandoned my family. I joined the military. I flew halfway across the world and fought in a hellscape. I killed a hundred and sixty-two men, just to numb the pain of missing you. And none of it worked, not for a second. I never stopped hurting. I never stopped wondering how you could leave me, when I couldn’t let go of you even for a second.”

“So I guess the question I really want to know the answer to is, Why didn’t she love me anyway? Why didn’t she love me as much as I loved her?
I thought she did. I looked into her eyes and I thought I saw my own feelings reflected back at me. I thought I could see inside of her, and I knew exactly what she felt.
I’ve never been so wrong.”

“I couldn’t get away from her. There was nowhere I could hide. I hated Chicago, my work, even my family, though it wasn’t their fault. I hated all the things that made me unworthy. I didn’t want to be myself anymore the man who loved her and wasn’t loved in return. So I joined the military.I flew across the world to the godforsaken desert, just to find a place where I wouldn’t have to see her face.”

“They were just men.
Dante is “the man.” The one who first formed my conception of what a man should be. The one who first made me fall in love. Who took my virginity. And who gave me a son.
The others were barely acquaintances by comparison.”

“I threw myself into the work, because that’s what I do. I steer this family. I execute the plans. I make sure everything goes off perfectly—no mistakes, no failures. I keep everyone safe, happy, and successful.
And when it’s done, I feel exactly the same as I did before . . . empty.”

“All the years before we knew each other, we were two asteroids in space, on two separate paths with a single trajectory. We were always destined to collide.”

“because my family is important to me, too. They’re a part of me, as much as my height or the color of my eyes.”

“Seb gets up again, wincing.
He’s skinny, smaller than me, with big brown eyes that break my heart. I want to go easy on him. But how would that help him? It wouldn’t. Nobody else is ever gonna go easy.”

“I couldn’t go to New York. Not full-time. I said it to Simone in the heat of the moment, but I can’t leave my siblings here alone. Aida’s getting prettier by the day, and more troublesome. Seb needs to practice with me, so he can make the high school team. Nero needs me to keep him out of jail, or from getting himself killed. He thinks he’s invincible. Or he doesn’t care that he’s not.”

“I’m the one who taught Seb to play. I’m the one who took him to the courts every day after our mother died, when he was so low that I didn’t see him smile for a year. It was hardest on him and Aida—or at least, that’s what I thought at the time.”

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