The problem with impossible people is that they never stop feeling possible.
Jace’s words from the rainstorm kept echoing in my head like a song I couldn't get out of my mind. You deserve someone who can give you everything. It was the most heartbreakingly romantic thing anyone had ever said to me, and it was also a massive cop-out. He was letting his own rules lock us out in the cold.
"Vi, you’re doing the zoning-out thing again," Mia chided, tossing a small plush hockey puck at my face.
I caught it mid-air, blinking away the fog in my brain. We were sitting in our dorm room, surrounded by a chaotic mess of laundry, textbook binders, and half-empty energy drink cans. The crisp, biting energy of late October had settled fully over the campus, which could only mean one thing: hockey seas
