Always Us (Always and Forever 2)

You are my chocolate love! I adore you and how much you make me laugh and smile! You never should change because you are perfect! I LOVE YOU.

To the indie authors and readers who I have met—

Yeah, like there is nothing compared to you. Nothing! You guys welcomed me and took me under your wing! I adore you all with everything I have! You inspire me, you motivate me and you push me to do greatness! I will NEVER be able to thank you enough.

CC Monroe’s YAS Honeys!—

You know who you are! I got you honeys! More so as in you got ME! You are the tribe, the squad, the street team, the group of beautiful, inspiring, humble humans who I now can call my family! I do everything with confidence because you all push me and thats EPIC! I will forever cherish you…FOREVER.

Jules—

Hey Jules. I fucking love you. You fucking rockstar, you fucking goddess. I love you for making my covers beautiful, my pages perfection, and I love your love for all things the word fuck, like me. I couldn't be who I am without your skilled hands and eye for real perfection. Love you, fucking babe.

Kate—

I am in your debt forever. I bow down to you and I will never, ever, forget what your love and support has meant. EVER.

Megan—

Thank you for making my words glitter. Thank you for being patient and letting me be me! I love you for that. You have been the best. I love you!

Mom and Dad—

This year I faced many, many trials, as did our family. Shit, the worst of the worst, but through it all you stayed strong for me. Mom you lost pepaw and you still let me cry with you. You still let me have my moment to mourn while holding my hand. You faced bullshit like no one can imagine and you still pushed me to published. You held me when I cried about infertility, you held my hand as I wished, prayed and screamed for a miracle. You saved me mama.

Dad, you are a sarcastic shit and I wish so badly that I could one up you with knowledge on movies and music, which one day I will. My love for music, movies and all things vintage is because of you. Thank you dad. Thank you.

Pepaw—

My writing career is for you. RIP. I miss you. Grandma misses you and we are keeping her busy. She loved the book, which means you would too. I love you too, memaw.

Lastly, my infertile companions—

You are not alone. You are not worthless. YOU ARE amazing, you are strong, you are evidence of survival. We will have our blessings one day. We will have our little TREYLA miracles.