What she made me feel, what she made me hope for, all of it was almost too much. If I were smart, I would get rid of her and then forget her.
Both were impossible.
I didn’t understand it, couldn’t explain even if I tried, but she was a part of me now, my feelings for her having eclipsed anything I’d ever experienced.
All the more reason to stay away.
But even as I thought it, I knew I would never let that happen.
I’d fallen for Sam—irretrievably, unshakably.
And now I would do whatever it took to keep her alive.