Broken Vow (Brutal Birthright, #5)

by Sophie Lark

I’d respect him more if he were an honest asshole instead of a fake nice guy.

My love for my family is like the roots of an oak tree. A part of the tree, necessary for life. It’s always been there and it always will be.

But romantic love . . . I’ve never experienced it. Maybe I’m just too selfish. I can’t imagine loving somebody more than I love my own comfort and having my own way.

“Not in circumstances or experiences. Not on the outside. But in the things that matter, we’re aligned. What we care about. What we want. What we feel.”

”There’s the parts that are the same and the parts that fill up the holes in each other. You don’t know what’s missing inside of you until you find it in someone else.”

You can’t have a best friend that you’re attracted to. That’s what being in love is. It’s wanting to fuck your best friend.”