“What if I can’t? What if I can’t take it? What if I’m not strong enough?” I admit. “Then we will be strong for you,” he promises, stroking my cheek. “But, Nova, you are the strongest person I have ever met. Strength isn’t measured by how tall you stand, but by how beautifully you break and get back up, and you, Nova, have been broken so many times, only to put yourself back together and keep going. You still believe in good, in love, in hope, and right and wrong despite the world never doing anything for you. Despite only seeing evil, you fight for good. We all do. We are all this world has.”
