The Selection (The Selection, #1)

by Kiera Cass

“But no matter what, I want you to be loved. You deserve to be loved. And I hope you get to marry for love and not a number.”

It was over, and I knew that. But you don’t love someone for almost two years and then turn it off overnight.

“Oh, yes. She’s still here,” Maxon said, not letting his eyes wander from Gavril’s face. “And I plan on keeping her here for quite a while.”

In my experience, true love is usually the most inconvenient kind.”

“Maxon, I hope you find someone you can’t live without. I really do. And I hope you never have to know what it’s like to have to try and live without them.”

Something about the tentativeness of it made me feel beautiful. Without a word, I could understand how excited he was to have this moment, but then afraid at the same time. And deeper than any of that, I sensed that he adored me.

I know you think there are others here more suited for me and this life, and I wouldn’t want you to rush into trying to be happy with any of this. I just. . . I just want to know if it’s possible. . .”

“Yes, Maxon,” I whispered. “It’s possible.”