He was hiding from his problems
in a bottle, something that went against every piece of my nature. Me? I couldnʹt let my problems win without a fight.

“No. If i let myself love you, I won't throw myself in front of her. I'll throw …”

“I know I’m not supposed to say this, but I love you.”

“Adrian laughed just then, a weird kind of laugh that made my skin crawl. "Young…”

“He laced his fingers through mine and lifted my hand to his lips. I had gloves …”