Please note: this is the second book in a two part series, and the conclusion to Andra and Julian's story. Julian I’ve come to understand that I’ll always find her. She’s my north star, my sense of direction. In her, I’ve found my home. She tells me I saved her. But the truth is, she saved me.
I was born in sadness, which was just the beginning of a solemn and desolate life. I'm no stranger to pain—none of us are. The night I held my best friend's hand as she died, I understood true agony. And I never thought I'd feel happiness again. But that was so long ago... Moving to Colorado to
The distance from Colorado to Maine is not far enough to escape the memories. The time I've been away is not long enough to heal the pain. I left Colorado, determined to discover who I am outside of my grief, but I fell apart along the way. I'm lost again. When Jude follows me, I can't turn him
Six wasn’t the hero I needed. But he was the man I wanted. And it was my selfish craving, the desire to own him, that would be our undoing. No one tells you that love is a disease. An infection that tears your heart apart, leaving you half the person you were before. A malady that leaves open
Six was always there, even when I didn’t want him. But he couldn’t hold me together, and I couldn’t be his penance. Loss is a phantom limb. No one can see it, but the ache torments you in the night, distracts you during the day, and leaves you fragmented. I’m half a heart, half a soul, and
-Mila- “Don’t let go.” Those were my first words to him, as I hung over the side of a London bridge. The words I would soon say again, in a moment that didn’t involve bridges, but something much more fragile: my heart. He held onto me for three weeks, in a time when I needed to be held. Needed to
I've been in love with him forever. But to him, I've always been off-limits. Until the night that changed everything. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the secrets we shared. Maybe he finally opened his eyes and saw me. By the time the sun rose, I’d lost him again, my heart shattering on his
One night together could ruin everything... Keane Colburn was my best friend. Ever since childhood, we could always count on each other to be there no matter what—though when I confessed my love to him, things didn’t turn out as planned. Thankfully, my little crush didn’t ruin our friendship. I
Six was always there, even when I didn’t want him. But he couldn’t hold me together, and I couldn’t be his penance. Loss is a phantom limb. No one can see it, but the ache torments you in the night, distracts you during the day, and leaves you fragmented. I’m half a heart, half a soul, and
