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I’d learned that day that sometimes we have to give away pieces of ourselves to others we love, even if it hurts at the time. Without sacrificing those parts, nothing new—and possibly wonderful—could grow in their stead.
Love was nothing if not sacrifice, and for him, I’d willingly give all of myself.
“I wish you’d never come…because now I might have to watch you die. And that, I would regret for the rest of my days. However many I have left.”
Gods above, I knew if I gave in and allowed myself one selfish moment, it would surely be the ruin of me. And possibly the damnation of her soul.

