Say what you will, but you’re never prepared for the surprise attack.

All we had was her room, her stories, and the quiet that settled in as we tried in vain to spread ourselves out and fill the space she'd left behind.

Because anyone that can make you feel that bad about yourself is toxic.

Sometimes things don't turn out the way you want them to, Haven. Sometimes the people you choose to believe are wrong.

Then I'd crawl back into bed, smelling her all around me, and tell myself that next time, I would lock that window. But I never did.

It passed, though. That was the bad thing. It always passed.

When he stopped walking and kissed me a few minutes later, it was like time had stopped, with the air, my heart, and the world all so still. And it was this I remembered every other time I was with Marshall.