Rebel (Legend, #4)

by Marie Lu

Or have we always had this strange chemistry—where I have no idea what to say to her, but would do anything to be near her again?

find myself wondering how I managed to bear ten years without her in my life.

Her presence is overwhelming in every sense. I have to tear my gaze away from hers in order to think straight.

I strain to understand what she’s saying, but her voice sounds muffled now. It’s still the loveliest voice I’ve ever heard. I want to stay awake to hear it.

No matter what kind of fear I feel in the possibility of us being together, the fear of being away from you is something I don’t think I can bear.”

I cry because I’m grateful that we still, in spite of everything, have all found each other. Because sometimes, broken pieces find a way to make a new whole.

The world shifts, tilts, sometimes collapses. But sometimes, it bends toward you, and everything feels right.