Wracking sobs rip from the innermost chamber of my heart, and I give into them, allowing them to fully take over. Pain lances me on all sides, and I bury my head in my knees, giving in to the heartache.
This girl holds my heart in her hand and she’s squishing it to nothing with her confession.
Sorry has got to be the most over-used cliched get-out clause in the history of mankind. Tossed out flippantly without any real meaning or substance.
This was never what I wanted for us, but things change. Plans change. People change. I’ve faced the reality of my destiny and now I need to embrace that.
We’ve all changed; shaped by circumstances we’ve been thrust into, molded by the choices we’ve made.
No matter how many times I’ve thought that the worst is behind us, something else always happens to remind me that the worst is yet to come.
Part of me can’t understand how Mom could do this. But there’s that other part of me that can readily relate. Because I feel a pull in two different directions too.
Remembering the good has also resurrected the bad.
Sometimes, people come into our lives with the power to change us forever.
I plant a gentle parting kiss on his lips, our strategy is well and truly screwed at this stage anyway. We barely lasted a day.
The Suitors Ball is fast approaching and it’s a nasty reminder that my suitor will be chosen shortly. I feel sorry for the poor unfortunate guy, whichever one of them it happens to be.
We have lived with the shadow of separation our entire lives. Before we even knew of each other’s existence, fate conspired to keep us apart. We’ve always known it could come to this.
You’re the most important person in my world. For all time. Even when you think you aren’t, know that you are. Even when I can’t show you or say all I want to say, know that you are. Even if I leave, I’m still with you, in here.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, buddy, it’s that love is messy and complicated. If it’s too easy, then it isn’t the real deal. It can’t be, because passion doesn’t follow the path of least resistance. It’s this fiery, out-of-control entity that sucks you in and spits you out more hurt and more alive than ever before.
If the only way I can save him is to hurt him, then I’ll do it.
There have been plenty of occasions in my life when I’ve felt small and insignificant, when I’ve wished to be something I’m not, but when Logan holds me like this, kisses me like this – like the universe starts and ends with me – I don’t want to be anyone but myself.
I look down at his beautiful face, shining with so much love and admiration for me, and I know that every struggle I’ve faced up to this point has all been worth it, because it led me to him.
You aren’t merely the greatest love of my life – you’re the only love of my life. You are my beating heart, my conscious mind, the essence of my soul, the blood that flows through my veins, the tenacity that drives me to lead our nation into the future. Without you, none of that exists. I can’t exist. I can’t go on without you.
And that’s exactly what I’m talking about.” His warm breath oozes over my face, raising goose bumps along my bare arms. “The most beautiful women are those who are completely unaware of the power they possess. Those who don’t fake it or obsess over their looks. Those who just are. Women whose inner beauty outshines what’s on the outside.
This is the part where I should fall asunder, consumed with shock, rage, indignation, terror, horror and any number of other emotions. But I’m as cool as a cucumber. It’s hard to admit to myself that I’m not overly surprised. Because, deep down, I’ve always known I was different, that something wasn’t quite right.