Book 2 of the Love Like Her series.

The life I had built with her was gone, back to square one. But why did it feel so real, her touch still lingered on my skin. I had a longing desire to feel it again, but I had no idea where to look. And then I saw her again. I thought to myself, I must be dreaming. ~~~~ This book does contain mature themes, please read at your own risk.

I saw her through the window, little did I know she'd crawl through the windows of my soul and tear down all the walls I had built up. Never thought I'd be one to break the rules... but for her, I'd do anything to feel the way I do with her. I'd do anything to feel.

"you're trouble" i whispered. "at least you're having fun, right?" billie smirked while pulling me in. i looked into her icy blue eyes and nodded my head. "good"

tran•quil tranquil: free from disturbance; calm "you make me feel tranquil" she whispered while tracing small patterns on my arm. "i'm not trouble anymore" i told her quietly. "all this just for you jay" maybe they were soulmates... SEQUEL to 'trouble'

e•qua•nim•ity mental calmness, composure, and evenness of temper, especially in a difficult situation "yeah and your ass almost died on me" i chuckled while i pulled jayden closer to my body. "and if i did?" she asked me quietly. "i don't think i would recover" i whispered. "what am i gonna do without my soulmate?" after a horrible car accident, billie and jayden continue to grow their love for each other. billies music career grows surprisingly fast while jayden is right by her the whole way. later through the years, they realize that the both of them aren't going anywhere. not now, not ever. who knew a second chance can lead to all this? TRILOGY to "trouble" and "tranquility"

Elf Monate. Elf Monate ist es nun her, als ich meine Heimatsstadt Stuttgart in Süddeutschland verlassen habe. Es war immer mein Traum gewesen, ein Auslandsjahr zu machen. Ich liebe es zu reisen. Eines Tages möchte ich die ganze Welt bereisen. Doch im Moment bin ich leider noch zu jung dafür, weshalb ein Auslandsjahr die perfekte Gelegenheit für mich ist. Ich würde in den USA bei einer Gastfamilie leben, ich würde in die High School gehen und neue Freunde finden und ich würde mich zu einer selbstbewussten, jungen Frau entwickeln. Das ist zumindest was ich dachte, bis es dann wirklich los ging und sich all meinte Erwartungen veränderten. Mein Auslandsjahr ist anders als das von anderen Austauschschülern. Es sind Dinge passiert, die ich niemanden, nicht mal meinen Eltern zu denen ich doch so ein gutes Verhältnis habe erzählt habe. Doch um das alles zu verstehen und nachzuvollziehen, muss ich ganz von vorne anfangen.