DARE-TO-LOVE-TRUTH-AND-DARE-DUET-COLLECTION-by-Lylah-James-pdfarchive

I'll shut you up.’ He said he fell in love with her right then
and there. My father always told me to be with the person
who makes your heart beat a thousand miles an hour,” I
told Maddox.
We stared at my parents' headstones, and I wondered if
they could feel me since I was so close to them? Were they
watching over me?
There was a dull ache in my chest, but I didn’t feel like
crying anymore. Maybe I’d finally spent all my tears;
because even though it hurt, the urge to cry was gone.
Until next year, until I allowed myself to break down
again. I hated being vulnerable. The last time I was; I had
been in a hospital and I couldn’t give my parents’ the
justice they deserved.
I didn’t know why I let Maddox see me like this, why I
allowed him to see my weakness… but all I knew was the
moment he sat on that bench next to me and held my hand,
I didn’t want him to let go.
I didn’t even cry at parents’ funeral until everyone was
gone, and I was alone. Except the moment Maddox touched
my hand – the dam broke, the cage around my heart
shattered, and I hadn’t been able to stop crying.
We sat there for a long time. The sun was starting to go
down, the sky turning a bright orange. I guess this place
was called Sunset Park for a reason; it had the best sunset
view.
“Do you believe in love?” Maddox asked, roughly.
What a strange question in a moment like this.
“Yes. But I've long decided that it's not for me. Not
anymore.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don't want to lose anyone else.” I’ve suffered
enough loss for a lifetime, and I survived it, but I didn't
want to test my luck.
How much pain can a person bear before they break
down completely?