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To my mom and dad, for teaching me the meaning of unconditional love
Often, if Scarlett lost one of her prettier possessions, she could find it tucked away in her younger sister’s room.
Real
But the lie had already buried itself inside of Scarlett, as lies that children are told often do.
Some would probably call him a villain. Others would say his magic makes him closer to a god.”
Tella’s twisted at the word villain, but Scarlett smiled at the mention of Legend’s magic.
Dreams that come true can be beautiful, but they can also turn into nightmares when people won’t wake up.”
The future knows what things we desire, unless there is something greater in our path that chases us away.”
Every person has the power to change their fate if they are brave enough to fight for what they desire more than anything.”
And even though she would never tell him, she loved the way he moved, with total confidence, as though nothing in the world could harm him. It made her less fearful when she was around him. As if boldness and bravery did not always end in defeat.
Sometimes he gazed at her as if he wanted to be her undoing, but just then it was as if he wanted her to undo him.
This girl was that hot sunny day in the middle of the Cold Season, either unaware or uncaring that she did not belong.
Not quite sure how far she’d already fallen, she imagined loving him would feel like falling in love with darkness, frightening and consuming yet utterly beautiful when the stars came out.
Julian wrapped a protective arm around Scarlett. “I’d appreciate it if you stopped looking at my fiancée like that.” “That’s funny,” the gentleman said. “All this time, I thought she was my fiancée.”
NO BECAUSE THE GAG OF IT ALL
She remembered thinking falling for him would be like falling in love with darkness, but now she imagined he was more like a starry night: the constellations were always there, constant, magnificent guides against the ever-present black.
Every touch created colors she had never seen. Colors as soft as velvet and as sharp as sparks that turned into stars.
It tasted like the moment before night gives birth to morning; it was the end of one thing and the beginning of something else all wrapped up together.
