The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

by V.E. Schwab

He is full of roots, while she has only branches.

“Henry, you’re smart, and kind, and infuriating. You hate olives and people who talk during movies. You love milkshakes and people who can laugh until they cry. You think it’s a crime to turn ahead to the end of a book. When you’re angry you get quiet, and when you’re sad

you get loud, and you hum when you’re happy.” “And?” “And I haven’t heard you hum in years.” Her hands fall away. “But I’ve seen you eat a shit ton of olives.”