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

love will become boring, after you’ve been together for
years. Every relationship will hit that phase, where the
‘spark’ is gone for a brief moment in time. And that’s where
most love stories perish, or where few love stories flourish.
It’s exactly, in that moment, where you’re supposed to fight
harder. Love isn’t just a feeling. It’s a commitment. You
don’t quit when it’s no longer fun. You don’t turn your back
on it when it gets ugly. No, love is everything messy and
everything beautiful. You fight. You love. You live. And
that’s exactly what Brad showed me,” Savannah finished,
her attention never leaving Maddox and I.
She wasn’t speaking to the crowd.
Savannah was speaking to us.
I brought our clasped hands to my mouth and placed the
gentlest kiss on the back of Maddox’s knuckles. I love you, I
mouthed.
He probably didn’t feel it, but I wasn’t going to confess
my love to him at his father’s funeral. For now, I was going
to let him grieve.
HOURS LATER, Maddox and I were finally alone. I stood
beside him, as he knelt down next to his father’s grave,
placing a single white rose on it. “Goodbye… Dad.”
Maddox’s voice cracked. This was his moment. When his
father took his last breath, Maddox didn’t even flinch. He
didn’t cry. He showed absolutely no emotion. He got up and
called the people who were supposed to handle the funeral.
Maddox closed his eyes and bowed his head.
Thunder bellowed loud, and the sky opened up, pouring
down on us.
I felt it, more than heard his roar. A pained cry left his
chest, and I watched, as the man I loved, crumbled, as the
storm raged around us.
I let him have this moment.