Not so long ago we were all a tightly knit group of friends. Too bad someone had ripped apart the stitches that held us together, unraveling the cozy blanket of our friendship and leaving just enough strands to hang ourselves with. - E.J. Stevens
My heart, always so strong in the past, was like the fishnet stockings that clung to my legs—torn, shredded, and full of gaping holes. - E.J. Stevens
So it’s fate then? I asked with him so close my lips brushed the line of his jaw with each word, Us being together?Absolutely, Calvin said with a low growl. Then he lifted my chin, tilting my head back, and kissed me deeply.Who was I to argue with Fate? - E.J. Stevens