QUOTE : I hate the end of holidays,” Mia grumbled, flopping down in Jasper’s empty beside me. “The plane home is the most depressing thing ever.” I couldn’t agree more. Reality was the worst. I would rather live in that holiday state where everything was perfect forever. Nothing was perfect though. I knew that. I couldn’t even fool myself into believing that I could have that, not even now. I was too damaged to have anything touch me and stay perfect. All I could hope was that I didn’t taint Cole. Jasper sat down in Mia’s seat in the row beside ours. “How’d