I couldn't look at her. I'd been jealous and hurt, and I had dragged Liv into the middle of my own broken mess of a life. All because I thought Lena didn't love me anymore. But I was stupid, and I was wrong. Lena loved me so much, she was willing to risk everything to save me. I had given up on Lena, after she had refused to give up on me. I owed her my life. It was as simple as that.

The right thing and the easy thing are never the same.

Some things are private, Ethan. Even for grown-ups.

the whole way down, I was only thinking one thing . . . L E N A

I want you here. I don't care if it's a hundred degrees and every blade of grass dies. Without you, none of that matters to me.

When we were together, she turned me completely inside out.

The beginning of a book is always the hardest part for me. I'm a Chapter 3 kind of writer, which means I naturally start at Chapter 3.