The Wrath & the Dawn (The Wrath and the Dawn, #1)

by Renée Ahdieh

It is not about strength. It is about substance.

Then I lied to everyone. I broke every last promise.

“That’s understandable. If a bit predictable.”

“You can’t foresee the future. And there’s nothing you can do about the past.”

commenting where it was appropriate and jesting where it was not.

every story has a story.”

“You may do as you please. And I will behave in a similar fashion.”

“It’s not normal. But it’s not unexpected. It’s the curse of being a woman,”

“I didn’t like it when you called me your friend,”

After all, secrets are infinitely more useful when they’re shared,”

“Is it so arrogant to want something that doesn’t change with the wind? That doesn’t crumble at the first sign of adversity?”

You will not treat me like this. You will not dash my heart against a shore. And walk away.

“A shared history does not entitle you to a future, my friend.”

But if it’s your burden—if it causes you to suffer—I wish to know.”

I am just one girl.

He would never be a man who failed to care again. He would fight to protect what mattered to him, at all cost. Save the one thing that mattered most.

For a breath, he closed his eyes to the ruin. But only for a breath. Because it was his city. His choice. His responsibility. He would never hide from it again.