“Like the line of love, I thought. Once crossed you can't go back. Like the line between past and future. Or maybe… — Adam Berlin Belmondo Style Choices Copy Share Image
“My father nodded. His nod was for me. Different. But not different at all. My father understood. Maybe he had known. Maybe… — Adam Berlin Belmondo Style Acceptance Copy Share Image
“He stopped walking. I stopped walking. He moved his face to mine. I stayed there. He put his mouth on mine, soft.… — Adam Berlin Belmondo Style First kiss Copy Share Image
