The Last Letter

by Rebecca Yarros

“Except the house. I mean, yeah, I built it for you, but for me, too. And it’s cool if you want the house, but I come with it.

You have to take the good when it comes, because the bad isn’t going to give you a choice.”

We are imperfect people made that way by an imperfect world, and we don’t always get a say in what shapes us.