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If you have to say it out loud
she had a memory for details that was at best useful and at worst obsessive
Logan had once told Veronica she didn’t have any flight—just way too much fight for her own good.
“Luckily, my intimidated face looks remarkably like silent defiance.”
There weren’t many people in this world who would let you be vulnerable and still believe you were strong.
She knew that poker face from experience. The deeper the anger, the harder the puzzle, the higher the stakes, the calmer Keith Mars looked. Which meant that right now, he was pissed.
But there it was, written in indelible ink in some part of her mind.
It’s hard to look the people you love in the face when they’ve seen you fuck up everything you touch. Sometimes, it’s easier to rebuild your life if you’re with someone who’s been as low as you’ve been.”
Her mind rolled gently over the objects of the room, the facts she knew, and the suspicions she had. Sometimes you had to see both the forest and the trees.
The desperate, scared thing in her chest went very still as understanding, irrevocable as the blood on the carpet, settled on her.
Flashes went off in her brain, brilliant and blinding. She closed her eyes. She could feel a smile, incongruous and strange, spreading over her face.
