Scythe & Sparrow (The Ruinous Love Trilogy, #3)

by Brynne Weaver

Moments of magic, as small as they might be.

I should shatter this moment. I should do it now, before it shatters me. The truth rises to the surface. But it doesn’t quite break through.

I can feel her watching, the way she hunts through my expression like she can burrow right into my mind.

Our smiles slowly fade. Memories take hold in the silence. Pain dulls with time, but can still linger, waiting to be polished so it can shine once more.

The fear of being hurt a second time can be paralytic.

feckin’ eejit,”