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Fate was her summer sun—too intense for most to bear, while she tipped toward him like a flower, craving his touch.
“Perhaps you were ready to die, but should we have a million more lifetimes, I still would not be ready to let you go.”
“Do not make yourself small. Do not change yourself to suit him. Teach him how to treat you, and remember that you deserve everything this life has to offer.”
“Burn as brightly as the sun if you wish, Aris, but I will not look away.”
Aris smirked and rolled his sleeves up farther. “You haven’t seen anything yet. Have a seat, love. We’re just getting started.”
Society is full of vultures who pick you apart and would sooner peel your skin from their teeth than raise a hand to assist you.
You are a mystery to me. A sweetbrier, full of thorns in my side.”
The night fought to steal his whisper, the sound hardly audible against her ear. “Be still, Sweetbrier.”
It seemed that this was one of those evenings that worked like magic, the darkness bleeding away inhibitions as the night snatched secrets from their tongues.
Whether she realized it or not, he was putty between her palms. He would spend every minute plucking the stars from the sky to deliver a bouquet of constellations if that’s what it took to please her.
Humans cannot exist in a stagnant world. They always need something to feel angry or righteous about. It’s what keeps them going, and the world spinning.
She was a fire, all-consuming and never satiated, and Aris could not stop himself from some compulsive need to be burned.
