Where the Library Hides (Secrets of the Nile #2)

by Isabel Ibañez

I suddenly remembered that she only called me prima when I was in trouble. Which I had been ever since I had accidentally splashed tea onto the pages of one of her favorite books eleven years ago. Amaranta really knew how to hold a grudge.

Valid crashout imo

“It’s a weak and unimaginative human being who resorts to violence to get what they want.”

Whit seemed highly amused by this prospect. “Aren’t damsels always providing petticoats when the hero is in dire straits?” “Aren’t you always telling me that you’re not a hero?” I retorted.

“You want to know why I saved your life? I can think of no better act to show how much I love you. This world would not be the same without you in it, and I don’t ever want to find out what that feels like.

Sometime during the night, when he held on to my hand in a death grip, I had forgiven him for what he had done. It seemed he would always do the extreme to help the people in his life. Steal a fortune to save his sister. Jump in front of a bullet to save me. Fight crocodiles.

I would go after her and get down on my knees if she wanted.

“I know we’re already married,” he said. “But I’m asking you again, Inez, this time for real. I want to do it properly. I want you to have flowers.” “Roses?” I whispered. “In every color, if that’s what you want.”

Stop.