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Never forget, little mouse: no two people look the same, but we are each beautiful in our own ways. The human body is a masterpiece that deserves our respect. Always.
“And just so you know, I don’t see you as some kind of damsel who needs rescuing. I’ve never met anyone stronger than you—not just because you’ve survived a decade in this gods-awful place, but because you’ve sacrificed your own needs over and over again to serve those around you, even—and especially—those who don’t want your help. So you’re right, you don’t need me fighting your battles.” He moved a step closer, his tone husky as he finished, “But . . . if you’ll let me, I’d like to be standing beside you as you fight them.”
“But things happen in life that you don’t expect, that you can’t plan for and you’re helpless to stop. Their story didn’t end as it should have. But I know for a fact that they’d live it all over again, even the ending, as long as it meant they could keep their beginning.” But, Papa, the endings are the best part. Sometimes, sweetheart. But other times, the beginnings are.
she cast her mind back to those early days filled with fear and sadness, but also holding moments of joy,
Even though she’d only moments ago resolved to save herself, to survive, that didn’t mean her fear wasn’t nearly crippling now that the time was upon her.
“Yeh’re a survivor, Kiva Meridan. Yeh’ll survive this, too.”
“Never apologize for loving someone. Even when it hurts. Especially when it hurts.”
“I just . . . I just needed a minute.” She made herself meet Jaren’s eyes. “Thank you. For being here.” “I’m not going anywhere, Kiva,” he said softly. “You’re not in this alone. Any of it.”
Obsessing over it failed to provide her with any answers
