Chapter 55
- Real love doesn't find you at your best; it finds you at your worst. While he was still lost in his denial, she was clinging to the last fragile moments of her love, desperately trying to hold on.
- RUBEN
- It’s not anger. It’s the awareness behind the chaos that gets to me. It’s not love, either. It’s the denial of my own restlessness every time she’s around.