Love the hair. Love when itโs out of control. Itโs like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.
Becca FitzpatrickI couldn't escape him, now or ever. He'd always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I was drawn to him by forces I couldn't control, let alone escape.
Becca FitzpatrickThe older woman waiting for admittance looked at me, then over her shoulder at Patch, who was vanishing down the hall. โHoney,โ she told me, โhe looks slippery as soap.
Becca Fitzpatrick...five minutes from now, when everything else had dropped away and I realized the full impact of what Iโd done, Iโd feel my heart breaking.
Becca Fitzpatrick