“What do you think was the only thing that made me keep breathing?” My tone hardened as I clenched my jaw. “In my brain, I reached for you. I never stopped reaching for you.” — Penelope Douglas Copy Share Image
“Like an injection in the arm it shot into his bloodstream immediately killing off the sleepy, weak, and powerless dullness of the alcohol infused slumber. The adrenaline threw him and his body up from the floor as if it had… — Connor Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
