Panic flared in my chest, and suddenly all I could do was stand there and watch in horror
Hamsцитирует2 года назад
Did he have to be so attractive? So annoying? So perfect? Everything about Rip made me both homicidal and pitiful. I didn’t
Hamsцитирует2 года назад
At least he wasn’t yelling. Not that he ever raised his voice. Sometimes I wished he would, sometimes I wished he’d just react, one time in his life. But most of all, I wished that he would let himself mourn.
Hamsцитирует2 года назад
Last time I’d written off any sort of hope we could be together.