At least tell me you won? And that the scratches and dings were totally worth it." "Of course. They're always worth it," he says with a hidden meaning that only the two of us could ever understand.

You really need stitches," she tells me."Or you're going to have a scar." I try not to laugh. Stitches aren't going to help. They fix skin, cuts, wounds, heal stuff on the outside. Everything broken with me is on the inside. "I can handle scars, especially one's on the outside.

I can handle scars, especially one's on the outside.

It's what's buried deep inside that frightens me because it's broken, like a shattered mirror.

I thought I’d saved Kayden that night at the pool house, but I was wrong. I just bought him time until the next windstorm swept through.

You think that just because you left, it would change how I feel? Well, guess what? You're wrong. I can't help how I feel. I'm still in-

Stay here, baby" he whispers, like he can read my thoughts. "Trust me, okay? Don't run