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Love wasn’t always perfect. It often came with bends and cracks. The greatest heartbreaks always came from love more than they came from hatred.

maybe some people aren’t meant to be happy. Maybe some people are just meant to be heartbroken.”

“What happened to the first love? Did he break your heart?” “No,” she quickly stated, shaking her head. “I don’t think he could break anyone’s heart if he wanted to. He was one of the good ones. One of the best.” “So, you broke his heart?” “In a way, maybe. But really, life broke both of our hearts. It has a way of taking great things and ruining them.”

Still Beating.

it was as extremely hard getting through part one…Dean got me through that and in part 2 omg I love him❤️

Getting back to the douchebag’s😁

I freaking adore Hazel!!!!! Why did I wait so long to read this book-🤷🏻‍♀️

“And as someone you would never date, but who will soon be your best friend, I can say with no ulterior motive that I don’t like that you’re in a relationship with a potentially treasonous skank.”

Omg these two 😳😳😳🤣🤣🤣
“You don’t like the beach?”

“I like the beach. I don’t like sand up my ass.”

Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Don’t— I couldn’t help myself. “Is there something you, uh, do like up there?” I asked.

“What are you, an Italian mobster now?”

🤣🤣🤣 this book is exactly what I needed. Love Fake relationships

This author just speaks to me....I am so loving this story. After reading Consequences and Truth I needed a break before starting Conviction and this book was definitely what I needed. Two characters I adore.

This is really playing with my emotions; How can I possibly feel bad for
Tony....and yet I do. I am almost done and still don't know where it's taking me.

Why is it every time he says “Hello Claire” It makes me think of Silence of the Lambs 🤷🏻‍♀️

I am only finishing as I am invested but damn I honestly hate him more now; didn’t think that was possible.

Don’t touch me, baby, don’t look at my scars, Until you want to know which ones are yours

OMG

😭😭😭 gah the disc

This is a hug. This is what human contact is supposed to feel like. It's supposed to feel ... human. Distilled until it's nothing but one human being transferring support to another human being in the form of touch that's unselfish and pure in intention.❤️

you're cooler than the back side of a pillowcase, remember that. Now go give 'em hell, dude."

I love this ❤️😁

Survive and self-destruct shouldn't coexist within the context of the same thought.

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“It doesn’t matter how long it’s been,” she says. “Love happens when it happens. Some people fall in love; some people start out that way.” And some people refuse to love at all.

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Something inside of me ached, a divine excruciating ache. I loved her. I knew it then, without a doubt, because only love could hurt and heal all at once.

Moving on is a choice. We can either remain cemented in the past, or we can forge forward in search of better days. Hate is love’s nemesis, yet the two are so closely linked; almost hand and hand. You can only hate someone if you love them.

Pain isn’t traditionally beautiful, but somehow, it was on her. She was like broken glass! If someone has the patience to just sit back and wait, they might see that sometimes the light hits the scattered shards just right, and then that broken mess sparkles in a way it never could have before.

I absolutely love her dedication...So beautiful!

This book is dedicated to the only person this book could possibly be dedicated to.

Tarryn Fisher, thank you for accepting the darkness in people as much as you accept their light.

I think this world would be a whole lot better if we all did that!

“We’re all ugly, Ryen. The only difference is, some hide it and some wear it.”

I miss you every day, I write. You’re my favorite place. 😥

“I miss my mom,” he says in a choked voice. “I didn’t realize how much until you came along. I think you were my mirror. I looked at you and how strong you were and I realized I didn’t have an ounce of your steel in me.”

😥😥😥 that broke my heart!

I’d rather walk barefoot on a ten-mile road made of lava than be her bridesmaid. AMEN sister!

“He did it in a nice way, but a clean knife still makes a painful wound.”

I just read the dedication to her Dad at the beginning of this and oh my heart I am crying all ready thinking of my Dad and how thankful I am to have him still here...he's my Hero too!

But sometimes the only way to lure a lion from his den was to steal his cub. OMG....