Lauren Biel

“I didn’t kill everyone standing between me and you to hear my name. I came for a yes. I came for you. All of you.”

“You don’t even know what you’re asking! It’s suicide to⁠—”

“Then I’m suicidal, Isabella. I don’t want to leave here without you.”

When my mother died that day, a part of me went with her. The part that still shined with some glimmer of happiness tucked inside that terrible darkness.

I smack the passenger window as he slams on the gas and throws a thick spray of rainwater into my face.