"I have something for you," she whispers before turning around and getting a dark wooden box with a clasp and handing it to me. I lift her hands to mine and kiss them before wiping the tears from her cheeks with my thumbs. I take a shaky breath and bite the inside of my cheek, not allowing myself to cry in front of all these people, regardless of the bursting feeling in my heart. And most of all thank you for never giving up on me even when I was ready to give up on myself." Thank you, Cole for teaching me what love feels like. Love is knowing that one day when I'm old and my body aches, my heart won't, because I'll be with you.
Love is the feeling of safety you give me, the peace that washes over me when you're around. Once upon a time I was willing to give up those laughs, those butterflies, and the smiles you gave me because I wanted to put your safety first-like I always will-but I realize now that I'd rather keep you safe by my side, because I don't feel safe when I'm not by yours. And even now, all these years later, now that the butterflies aren't as lively as they once were.don't worry they're still there." she adds with a chuckle before she sniffles "You make me feel all of those things. You made me feel safe, cherished and happy despite my unhappiness. The way I yearned for you and laughed louder when I was with you. When I was younger it was the way I got butterflies in the pit of my stomach every time your name was mentioned, it was the way my mind only wanted to think of you daydream of you. "I can't tell you what love is, I really don't know that there's a concrete definition for it. "I didn't write this down so bear with me," she says, taking my hands in hers and squeezing. "Okay," Blake starts before licking her lips. She takes a step toward the priest to whisper something in his ear that makes his white eyebrows raise high in his forehead before he nods and whispers something back that makes her laugh. The priest signals her to go first, and she crinkles her cute little nose at him before clearing her throat. The customized invitation she made me the other day surprised me enough. "I do too," she says, completely flooring me because I wasn't expecting that from her at all. "I have my own," I reply, earning an arched eyebrow and amused smile from Blake. Ould like to recite his and I put my hand up to stop him. Se que nos tocara ser pacientes otra vez, lo cual no me molesta en lo más minimo, si este es el libro final de la serie, necesita ser epico.We stand facing each other, holding each other's hands as the priest reads another sermon. Tenemos muchas interrogantes, por ejemplo quien se va a quedar al frente los Sylver Demos? Honestamente yo quiero saber más de ellos, en especial Trey y Max. Pero Madeline ya dejo bien claro que esta historia es más que eso, si veremos a ZZ, pero también a Ivy y Devon, y el resto de personajes que ya vimos en toda la serie. Ya se que todos crees que es la historia de ZZ. Se que nos toĭespués de leer UndeServing, este libro paso a mi top de libros que más necesito en mi vida. I have an empire.”ĭespués de leer UndeServing, este libro paso a mi top de libros que más necesito en mi vida. And one-third myself, I was spontaneous, determined, wicked smart, and knew exactly what I wanted out of life.
One-third my father, I had a filthy mouth and a temper that could crumble mountains beneath the onslaught of my rage. One-third my mother, I had an infectious smile and a heart so big, there was room enough for everyone, no matter their sins. One-third my father, I A creation of chaos and lust, I was born into a world so foul, I made it my mission to find the beauty hidden within, to reveal the sun behind the clouds, the rainbows after the storms, the life that still exists even in death. A creation of chaos and lust, I was born into a world so foul, I made it my mission to find the beauty hidden within, to reveal the sun behind the clouds, the rainbows after the storms, the life that still exists even in death.