Hopes were high. But just like a balloon pushed past its breaking point, hope is fragile. One lungful of air too many and the balloon bursts leaving ugly, shriveled fragments behind, impossible to piece back together.

— Adriane Leigh

Love is a beautiful burn in the quiet corner of the heart that will not be ignored.

— Adriane Leigh

You’re cute when you're mad." He caressed my bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. I huffed in exasperation. "Is that why you make me mad all the time?

— Adriane Leigh