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“She danced,” he repeated. “Every day, all the time, whenever she could. Whenever it was dark. Whenever she couldn’t see anything. Whenever she wanted to cry. She danced.”
I snapped so Mackenzie didn’t have to. “She’s already breathing. She’s fine.”
“You hurt her so that he’d leave you alone with her.” Don’t tell me I helped her escape. Don’t tell me I’m the reason she’s alive. Don’t tell me I’m the reason my father is behind bars. He’s a monster.
Dean is lowkey my favorite character. idk his backstory is crazy and his feelings are so complex. Oh and hes hot too i guess!!
Maybe he can make a difference. Maybe he can atone. Maybe thinking like a killer is enough.
“I was vulnerable. I climbed the steeple willingly. I just…I hurt.”
There was a time when Michael tried not to make his father angry, but it’s easier now that he does the reverse. Now Michael sees the punches coming.
“You win, Mackenzie, because you’re alive. Because you survived. Because that son of a bitch is in the ground, and Mackenzie McBride is still dancing.”
The girl turns. She needs, just this once, for her mother to see the truth—to see her.
He’s a liar. I’m a better one, and I will literally rip his eyes out of their sockets the next time he comes to my bed.”
“I love you, Mama.” Lia can make that sound and feel true without having to worry about whether or not it still is. “Even though you’re planning on telling him everything I tell you, even though you’ll stand back and let him put me in a hole in the ground, even though you’ll watch me starving and dying of thirst and look straight through me until he gives me permission to exist again—I love you.”
One lie—the right lie—can doom a man. She wishes a lie could save her mother.
She’ll always be Lia now. “I love you, Sadie.” It would be easier, for Lia, if that were a lie.