The Raven King (The Raven Cycle, #4)

by Maggie Stiefvater

The better he got to know her, the more it felt like he did when he was swimming. There stopped being dissonant versions of him. There was only Gansey, now, now, now.

Adam lived in an apartment located above the office of St. Agnes Catholic Church, a fortuitous combination that focused most of the objects of Ronan’s worship into one downtown block.

It was this: this moment and no other moment, and for the first time that Gansey could remember, he knew what it would feel like to be present in his own life.

holy fuck

So many days on a pew with his knuckles pressed to his forehead, silently asking what am I am I the only one what does this mean —