Fighting to Stay by S.L. Ziegler

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I thought I knew what broken was, after all I was the definition of it.
I thought I mastered the art of recovering from a broken heart; a broken soul.
I thought I would find a new type of strength in the moments of my insane weakness.

But when Reed Collins became the only thing that mattered to me, when he became my beginning, middle and the enviable end, I would never be able to find any strength, because I gave him all of mine.
I was too willing because I loved him. Without reason, without thinking, without fear of consequences, because that’s what loving someone madly really means.
Minutes, days, months went by after I left but no amount of time eased the pain of him not being there. No amount of time could ever lessen my love, my need, my want for him.
Now I’m back, having to face every truth I ran away from. Lies were told. But even after all the indescribable pain he caused, I still love him. Still want him. Still breathe for him.
I’m starting to wonder if that will ever change.

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File Name:fighting-to-stay-by-s-l-ziegler.epub
Original Title:Fighting to Stay (Fighting Madly Book 2)
Creator:S.L. Ziegler
Language:en
Identifier:MOBI-ASIN:B016QYD4WY
Date:2015-12-09T18:30:00+00:00
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1. DedicationAcknowledgementsProloguePart One—Chapter OneChapter Two
2. To Mom,
3. Jon- My amazing husband and best friend! Thank you for all your support. I couldn’t do anything witho...
4. The story of my life never really started till Reed “Riker” Collins walked in. He wasn’t just one or ...
5. I pull my legs up to my chest and rest my chin on my knees, gazing out of the windows of our condo, t...
6. My legs ache from my run so I lean against a tree for support, inhaling the fresh, crisp air and watc...
7. “What the hell do you mean, you still don’t know where she is?” I drill into Lance. His ass should ha...
8. These fuckers need to understand that nothing is keeping me away from getting Hadley back where she b...
9. I land on the bed and the white comforter puffs out from the air. God, this bed is perfect. I’m going...
10. A drunk Matt I can handle. A Matt wasted, not so much. He talks more and more out of his ass with eac...
11. “Not on your life, sis. Stephanie has me all twisted. Why do you girls do that to us? She doesn’t und...
12. With each new day I’m back, I know my judgment to come home was the right one. Therapy is pushing me ...
13. It’s all me, all mine. And I like it—I love it.
14. I don’t like this room it’s dark, cold, and dreary.
15. My daddy takes the pen out of my hand, tucks me into his side without a single word said and lets me ...
16. Time... It’s funny, when you want it, you don’t get it. Everything moves quickly, passing you by with...
17. The days of wondering if Reed will be my life, in my heart, are long gone. He’s it. I was only ninete...
18. I close my laptop, my phone under my ear on hold with the distributor for yet another mess I have to ...
19. Only a tiny one, though. A teeny tiny one.
20. One certain thing I’ve given much thought to in the past, too much. As women, we spend—well, a lot of...
21. why
22. “Like I said, everything looks great, but unfortunately, I also can’t say with a hundred percent cert...
23. Do you know that feeling of walking into the lion’s den with glares from people surrounding you, wait...
24. How could this happen?
25. Reed tucks my hair behind my ear, his touch tender, his gaze gleaming with fascination at what I just...
26. My life is fucking daisies and sunshine. Perfect. Well fucking closest to perfect a person like me ca...
27. Hadley pouts. Her damn eyes shut tightly and her mouth trembles.
28. I stare at Reed while sitting in the chair by his bed, the same damn chair that my bottom hasn’t left...
29. “Mother fucking shit. You would think this would be easier by now, god dammit,” Reed screams from the...
30. He’s alive.
31. The weeks have passed, but time seems to be frozen. Reed and I stopped bickering the day the doctor t...
32. I reach for the door only to bring my hand back, to reach for the handle again, yet I still bring it ...
33. My mother, my sweet wonderful real mother, hid things from my father and from my brothers for me. She...
34. Who would think a blindfold on my face would be placed on by Reed, and not in a sex way, either? The ...
35. Hads damn blue eyes well over as her arms are strapped to a table. “Reed, I don’t know… I wanted to h...
36. My dress, my perfect blush-rose wedding dress—which I had to squeeze my body into—the strings drawn t...
37. “Quality over quantity babe. And my quality is the shit.” He pushes me up against the wall and crashe...
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