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300 pages, Paperback
First published April 25, 2017
"Hold on to your one. Remember? I have you, and you have me. And when you’re lucky enough to find one—just one—person in this unforgiving life who makes everything worth it, who you love and trust and would kill for, then you hold on damn tight, because that’s probably all you get.”
“Sometimes, the unexpected happens. Sometimes, someone makes you break your own rules.”
“It's going to hurt until it doesn't anymore.”
"And when you're lucky enough to find one-- just one-- person in this unforgiving life who makes everything worth it, who you love and trust and would kill for, then you hold on damn tight, because that's probably all you get.
“It is allowed, I remind myself, to be wholeheartedly in love.”
“We are not statistics.”
“After another few seconds, I resent him. I resent everything about him. Because as his eyes are locked on mine, I feel as though he sees more than the blue of my irises.”
“For the first time, I look at him as I am. I give him me. I’ll feel everything that I do on a daily basis and send it his way. We’ll see if he can take it. Wordlessly, I can slay him with my anger and pain.”
Jessica Park won me over with Flat-Out Love which was written back in 2012; consequently, I expected more from her recent releases except she seems to have adopted the overly emotive (aka purple prose) method that consistently litters the YA literary space.
The concept for 180 Seconds was intriguing but the execution and characterisation were lacking. DNF @ 50% and sent back to KU.
We are engaged in a form of intimacy that scares the absolute hell out of me. It’s as if there is a weight on my chest that I want to shove off, and I’ve never been this terrified before.
Or this whole and hopeful and connected.
My body starts to tremble. I want more of what I’m feeling, and I also want none of it.
Those one hundred and eighty seconds with Esben somehow threw me into a whirlwind.
Either I get slammed to the ground by that force or I soar.
“I like you,��� he says. “…I think there’s something between us, and I’m very afraid that I’m going to do the wrong thing again and send you running. And I don’t want that. If you’re going to go running anywhere, I’d prefer that you come running to me.”
“You know what feels better than anything physical?” Esben looks at me for a long time. “How it feels to be falling for someone the way that I’m falling for you.”
You can’t reach what’s in front of you until you let go of what’s behind you.