“While Louie might be the sun, Josh was the moon and the stars. He was my gravity, my tide, my ride or die. He was more like my little brother than my nephew, and in some ways, we had grown… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“His forehead tipped forward, and before I could react, before he said another word to me, he leaned forward, forward, forward and pressed his… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“I’d never been a big fan of that saying, “Everything happens for a reason,” but maybe, sometimes, every once in a while, things coalesced… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“I hadn't told him the news yet, but in that same preternatural way he was always aware of what I was feeling or thinking,… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“In that moment, I don’t think I had ever loved anything half as much as I loved Aiden.” — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“The fact that I’d gone out to buy him hemorrhoid cream a couple of times probably helped solidify the lines in our friend zone.” — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“Tall and still in fantastic shape, my poor, stupid, stupid heart gave a little thump in recognition of an attractive man. Then I stomped… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“I haven’t done a single thing in my life to deserve you, schnecke, but I will never give up on you, and I won’t… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“Real love was gritty. The real kind of love never quit. Someone who loved you would do what’s best for you; they’d stand up… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“You couldn’t control or anticipate a person who didn’t care. They were wildcards.” — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“I fell in love with the voice in the dark. No joke, no exaggeration. It was a pure, raw love.” — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“Right then, in that moment, Dex The Dick grinned. Grinned. And sweet mother of God, it was devastating. So completely catastrophic I just stood… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
“forehead hit the side of his throat. His palm slid to the meatiest side of my thigh, four fingers on my hamstrings, one finger… — Mariana Zapata Copy Share Image
