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For years she had adored him and resented him, back and forth from one extreme to the other, and whether it was love or hate, her heart had always belonged to him.
People who insulted you to your face rarely bothered to stab you in the back.
spoke flippantly, but there was something raw and wounded beneath his words, as if he’d tried to put on his armor but couldn’t quite make it fit.
“Home should make you feel secure and safe and utterly at ease. When you’re home you should feel like you belong. Like you fit perfectly.”
That was the thing about people who had known you since childhood: they understood you in ways that you didn’t even understand yourself. They could hurt you better than anyone, even when they didn’t mean to.
“Being brave doesn’t mean you aren’t afraid. It means you refuse to let your fears guide your actions.”
“Love is a conscious decision that you have to make over and over: committing to someone, choosing not to be with anyone else. Some days you will make each other happy, and some days you will disappoint or hurt each other. But even when Alexei breaks my heart, I choose to love him, and that is better than never getting to love at all.”
And what was love if not a form of faith? When you fell in love, you took your whole heart and gave it into someone else’s keeping.
Love could only ever strengthen you; it lifted you up and made you a better version of yourself.