Love, real love, wasn't empty, grasping hands, or lies that felt like truths. And it wasn't perfect or neat or always easy. It was a rising sun on a new day. It was endless possibility.
LiebeEmma Scott in RushMaybe. Maybe is gradations of darkness. The sweetest torture. Maybe is hope.
Emma Scott in RushThere are times in this life in which we must do what is best, and so often what is best is not what is easy.
Emma Scott in Rush"What does he need?"
He smiled sadly. "Someone who stays."
"How do you do that? How do you know what to do and say so that I feel…?"
"So that you feel what?"
"Whole. You make me feel like I have a shot at something more than this misery."
Here's a helpful hint: If you nod, I can't see it. Or head shakes. Or shrugs. Or middle fingers. Or interpretive dances. When I ask you a question, you need to actually speak.
Emma Scott in RushI love you, Noah. With my heart and my soul and this body. With every part of me. I love you so much you don't have to see it. You can feel it.
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