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394 pages, ebook
First published September 24, 2017
I want a love with no walls.
“I won’t ever want someone who isn’t you.�
The loyalty, the bottomless pit that is her heart, her sense of humor. The toughest girl I know is also the most tender, and I’m so honored I get to see both sides, all her sides.
“What I feel for you is not optional, Grip. It’s a mandate, a demand I have no problem meeting. I have to be wherever you are.�
Dwell in possibility.
A love like ours is only satisfied by forever.
“Still?� she asks with a watery smile.
“Yeah.� Always. Evermore. Even after. “Still.�
“We feel the things we need to know instead of say them. With my chest pressed to his back, forgiveness, love, understanding, and tenderness transfer noiselessly between the layers of our clothes, an emotional osmosis through blood and bone, through hurt and fear.�
“Dwell in possibility.�
"Anything that ended would never be enough for a love like ours. A love like ours is only satisfied by forever.�
"Ask me in a million seconds, ask me in a billion years,
Do you love me? And I will say still.
Ask me when we toil, when we rest,
when we fuss and fight.
With the taste of anger burning my lips, I will say still."
"I will worship you.
My eyes will never stray.
My heart will never wander,
gladly leashed to you all my days.
I am fixed on you."
"And when the years have passed,
and we have watched a thousand sunsets,
and we are bent, our bodies crooked with age ask me again.
In the twilight, in the shadow of the life we have shared,
ask me if I love you, and my heart will answer before my lips can part."
"My love, my life, my heart never left your hands.
Always, evermore, even after.
Still."
“Still?� she asks with a watery smile.
“Yeah.� Always. Evermore. Even after. “Still.�
“There’s something helpless about truly being in love, the kind of love they write songs about, that inspires poetry and launches ships and wreaks havoc. It leaves you slightly off balance, controlling when you mean to cherish, smothering when you mean to hold close.�
“We feel the things we need to know instead of say them. With my chest pressed to his back, forgiveness, love, understanding, and tenderness transfer noiselessly between the layers of our clothes, an emotional osmosis through blood and bone, through hurt and fear.�
Ask me when your belly is full like the moon,
and our love has stretched your body with my child,
leaving your skin, once flawless,
now silvered, traced, scarred,
I will worship you.
My eyes will never stray.
My heart will never wander,
gladly leashed to you all my days.
I am fixed on you.
“Anything that ended would never be enough for a love like ours. A love like ours is only satisfied by forever.�
You ask me today if I love you,
if I take you as my own to have and to hold,
and my heart replies yes.
Always, evermore, even after.
Still.
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“A love like ours is only satisfied by forever.�
“There’s something helpless about truly being in love, the kind of love they write songs about, that inspires poetry and launches ships and wreaks havoc. It leaves you slightly off balance, controlling when you mean to cherish, smothering when you mean to hold close.�
this part of the book was ripe with jealousy, drama, hopes and dreams, and a lovely wedding. we get to see how Grip and Bris navigate their life together in the midst of all their busy schedules.
Grip was attending school, learning more about his roots and the justice system in America. he was also getting more involved in events and charities. Bristol was dealing with her self doubts and insecurities while also trying to mend and strengthen her relationship with Grips family and hers.
i loved how posessive and protective both Grip and Bris became of each other whenever they felt threatened or were in danger. i also loved how they always stood up for one another when one of them was being chastised or criticized or insulted or patronized by other people.
“We feel the things we need to know instead of say them. With my chest pressed to his back, forgiveness, love, understanding, and tenderness transfer noiselessly between the layers of our clothes, an emotional osmosis through blood and bone, through hurt and fear.�
part I was just the quiet before the storm. this part, however, was where the bomb was dropped. it was extremely heartbreaking, devastating, depressing, miserable, uncomfortable, and hopeless to read. i HATED it. why couldnt i just get my happily ever after with like ten “choco milk� grandbabies?!
on the other hand, as much as it was heart shattering to see, we also got proof of how enduring Grip and Bris love was. i loved seeing how they break together, save each other, and heal each other. i also loved seeing how supportive the people closest to them were. most of all, i loved that ultimately i got the happily ever after i wanted.
this conclusion was profound, eye opening, tear jerking, alluring, magical, and all around EPIC!!
“Still?� she asks with a watery smile.
“Yeah.� Always. Evermore. Even after. “Still.�