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There’s no winning with you . . . Goodbye Julian. Bye Ballentine xx
(😭😭😭)

“A love like ours—? Are you joking?” I give her the magic smile. “We’re what the poems are about”—give her a little poke in the ribs—“they’ll write TV shows about how much I love you.”

“I’d like you to let me go now, Magnolia.” “Why?” I ask, even though I think I know why. “Because it’s what needs to happen for you to be okay,” she’d say. “And you will be okay.” I nod a lot. “How do you know?” She’d look at me, the slightest bit offended and indignant. “Because I’m leaving you in the most capable hands.”
(IM CRYING AGAIN🥺🥺)

“She’s the only thing I’ve ever properly wanted in my adult life and I’ve got her. She is the home I’ve spent years building. And I don’t have any regrets—”—BJ

“Billie made me love you in a new way,” I tell her. “That was the biggest shift, you know? If you’d asked me before that I would have said I always loved you in this like absolute, sort of—I don’t know—I guess, like, star-crossed kind of way, but then after that—” I smile at her, weary from the thought of that day—this day, I s’pose—nine years ago I was unreasonably in. Hopelessly in 🥹

there are many hats a man can wear, many qualities a person can possess, so many things a person can be, and yet none will destroy you faster than pride.

I come from a good family, everyone knows that. My parents were great, roof over my head. I never wanted for much, really, and still. She’s the only home I’ve ever been interested in having. Her body is the walls, heart’s the ceiling. I’ll live here forever.
(Redemption arc of BJ is everything)

“He’s being good to you, though?” Jules asks, watching me, and I realise we’re pulling up to our street. “Very.” I nod. He nods back. “Good.”
(I’m sobbing 😭)