The Song of Achilles

by Madeline Miller

I tried to look tormented. But all I felt was the coolness against my ankle, where his fingers had been, a moment before.

The yearning in this line broke my soul and it wasn’t even a sad part of the book.

I still saw the softness in her eyes when she looked at me. I did my best to return it as I could.

God my heart aches so fucking much. Patroclus’ relationship with Breseis was so beautiful as well.