The Selection (The Selection, #1)

by Kiera Cass

“Miss America Singer of Carolina, Five.”

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

“Daddy! Don’t cry.” I fell into his arms. “Listen to me, kitten. Win or lose, you’ll always be a princess to me.”

This thing that seemed like little more than a game show to me was his only chance for happiness.

Gerad’s letter was short and to the point. He missed me, he loved me, and please send more food. I laughed out loud at that.

telling me firmly to keep up whatever I was doing. Yeah, Mom, I’ll just keep telling the prince that he has absolutely no shot with me and offend him as often as I can. Great plan.

Proof I’d really been here when this whole place would be a memory.

Foreshadowingggggggg (like I think she will stay

This was the man who was going to lead our country: the guy rendered useless by tears. It was too funny.

“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.”

Foreshadowing!!!

“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.”

rested my head on his broad shoulder. I knew Maxon would keep his promises. So I settled into perhaps the last place I ever thought I’d find genuine comfort.

Awwwww

“Yes, okay, he does have a funny laugh, but it’s cute.” “Sure, if you like the lovable sound of an asthma attack in your ear every time you tell a joke.”

Loll

“No, I’m not choosing him or you. I’m choosing me.”