Happily Ever After (The Selection, #0.4, 0.5, 2.5, 3.1, 3.5)

by Kiera Cass

It’s a strange thing to discover how much you matter to people you didn’t really know you mattered to. Or to find that the slow disintegration of yourself causes a smaller version to happen in other people.

He was control to her chaos; she was levity to his seriousness.

For the first time maybe ever, it didn’t matter if I looked beautiful or not. I felt it.

“You think you walk, Lucy? I think you fly. You see yourself in a uniform? I see you in a cape. You’re a hero, of the quietest but most genuine nature.”