She knew she could never love another the way she loved him but she doesn't ever want to love someone that much and give them that power to hurt her.īut he does come back, he comes back and she tells him she hates him she tells him to leave. Hating that he left hating that he never once came back to see her to come back to be in her life again. 5 years later he has done it, but as a result it's left daisy hurt and hating him. The raw emotions from both daisy and Danny had me sobbing like a little child.ĥ years ago Danny left, he left daisy and the town they grew up in to chase his dreams of becoming a famous rockstar. Honestly didn't know how this author could've topped the previous books BUT she did. Especially myself, and my stupid little Silver-lined heart.Īmazing that makes you laugh and cry like a baby. If he didn’t, I was about to ruin everything for everyone. That he thought life in Devon was too slow for him, and that he craved the bright lights of the city, as well as the noise of the stadium. But running from a rock star isn’t as easy as I thought it would be, and with Danny’s sights now firmly set on me again, all I could do was pray that he got bored of the chase. I ran because the spark that came to life inside felt dangerous, and I wasn’t the kind of girl who enjoyed getting burnt twice. The smallest actions make for the biggest mistakes, and a single look into Danny’s eyes was all it took before I ran. First loves can’t be forgotten so easily, and when Danny returned to our small hometown in Devon-famous and adored by millions-I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to get a glimpse of the man I’d once laid beside, to see how much he’d changed. Life went on without him, and a new man soon rescued me from the ashes of Danny, but a part of my heart remained a little broken, no matter who tried to fix it. Now I, Daisy Piper, was left to pick up the wreckage of his love while he ran off with the band to find fortune and fame. That’s what I’d dedicated to that guitar-playing a*sehole, Danny Silver.
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