Words destroyed me.
“I’m sorry. She didn’t make it.”
“Daddy, he can’t breathe!”
“There’s nothing more we can do for your son.”
Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never harm me.
Those syllables and letters became my executioner. I told myself that, if I didn’t acknowledge the pain and the fear, they would have no power over me. But, as the years passed, the hate and the anger left behind began to control me.
Two words—that was all it took to plunge my life into darkness.
In the end, it was four soft, silky words that gave me hope of another sunrise.
“Hi. I’m Charlotte Mills.”
- Original Title:The Brightest Sunset (The Darkest Sunrise #2)
- Author:Aly Martinez
- Rating:8.92 / 10
- Publisher:Published July 27th 2017
“Catherine, wait,” I called, tucking my wallet into the back pocket of my navy slacks. I glanced down to Hannah, who was cooing in her infant car seat and enjoying the ride as I carefully jogged out of the cardiologist’s office.
“Buckle up, Travis!” Catherine snapped, her voice high and agitated.
“Why can’t I ride with Dad?” he whined, slamming his door.
Turning sideways, I shuffled between the parked cars, reaching them as she put it in gear. Quickly, I patted the hood of her car before she had the chance to back out.
She jumped, and her chocolate-brown gaze swung to me.
Lifting Hannah in the air, I clipped at the windshield, “Forgetting someone?”
Her eyes flashed wide, and her mouth formed the word, “Shit.” After putting the car back into park, she swung her door open and climbed out. “I thought you had her.”