Category: It Ends with Us by Colleen Hoover

It’s been fifty-three days since Ryle walked out of my apartment that morning. Which means it’s been fifty-three days since I’ve heard from him. But that’s okay, because for the last fifty-three days, I’ve been too busy to really give him much thought as I prepared for this moment. “Ready?” Allysa says. I nod, and she flips the sign to Open and we both hug and squeal like little kids. […]

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Ryle was correct. It only took a few days for my ankle to feel good enough that I could walk on it again. I waited a full week before attempting to leave my apartment, though. The last thing I need is to reinjure it. Of course the first place I went was to my floral shop. Allysa was there when I arrived today, and to say I was shocked when […]

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It takes me half an hour to make it from my car to my apartment. I called Lucy twice to see if she could help me, but she didn’t answer her phone. When I make it inside my apartment, I’m a little irritated to see her lying on the couch with the phone to her ear. I slam our front door behind me and she glances up. “What happened to […]

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Six months later “Oh.” That’s all she says. My mother turns and assesses the building, running a finger over the windowsill next to her. She picks up a layer of dust and wipes it between her fingers. “It’s . . .” “It needs a lot of work, I know,” I interrupt. I point at the windows behind her. “But look at the storefront. It has potential.” She scrolls over the […]

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“How are you?” I ask. She sighs dramatically. “Fine,” she says. “Your aunt and uncle went back to Nebraska this morning. It’ll be my first night alone since . . .” “You’ll be fine, Mom,” I say, trying to sound confident. She’s quiet for too long, and then she says, “Lily. I just want you to know that you shouldn’t be embarrassed about what happened yesterday.” I pause. I wasn’t. […]

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