So, we wait until tomorrow night, and when you say the word, I cross over and haul you both out. Right? That's it?" "With any luck, yes." Luck? We were depending on luck? Nash is so screwed.
Rachel Vincentit isnโt healthy, how wrapped up they are in each other. Relationships like that burn bright, but when they burn out, they leave everyone blistered.
Rachel VincentBut my hands are in the right place." "Heart," I corrected. "Your heart's in the right place." "Yeah, but my hands are in an even better place." And so they were.
Rachel VincentSorry doesnโt mean anything! Not when youโre still with him. Itโs not just that you cheatedโitโs that heโs still here, and youโre still with him. It just goes on and on, and it hurts every single time I see you with him. I hate it that he makes you smile, and that thereโs nothing I can do to stop this. I canโt think straight, and everything hurts, and nothing makes sense anymore. Youโre shredding my heart with one hand and stroking his ego with the other. And itโs killing me, Faythe. Youโre killing me. And itโs only going to get worse, now that everyone knows.
Rachel Vincent