“Do you ever wonder, Zelda, if you’re allowed to be happy?” Tears sprang to my eyes. “Yes,” I whispered. “All the time. Every minute.” His brows furrowed and he brushed the backs of his fingers along my cheek. “I hate… — Emma Scott Copy Share Image
“I was his. In every way. And he was mine. In that one heartbeat, I knew he felt it too.” — Emma Scott Copy Share Image
“They say all who wander are not lost. But some of us are. We’re really fucking lost, wandering until our feet bleed, and it… — Emma Scott Copy Share Image
“Not all men are like Steve.” “I know,” I said, “but I don’t have the ability to tell the difference.” You’re” — Emma Scott Copy Share Image
“Like a book that’s never read, the emotions are lost unless given weight and breath and voice.” — Emma Scott Copy Share Image
“I was lost in the dark without you, Beckett. You found me. You brought me home.” — Emma Scott Copy Share Image
“We exchanged looks, a commiseration; the girl with a scar and the boy with the freaky rep, and something shifted between us. An unspoken… — Emma Scott Copy Share Image
“There are times in this life in which we must do what is best, and so often what is best is not what is… — Emma Scott Copy Share Image
“Tell me what you want, I thought, glancing at her from the corner of my eye. Because I want everything.” — Emma Scott Copy Share Image
“Love and hope,” she said. “That’s life to me. Love for all the good that happens to you and the people you care about,… — Emma Scott Copy Share Image
“I let go. The shields guarding my heart lowered. Evan wasn’t taking, he was giving. His kiss gave me those impossible things I’d desperately… — Emma Scott Copy Share Image
