Daughter of No Worlds (The War of Lost Hearts, #1)

by Carissa Broadbent

I didn’t even think to be self-conscious until I turned around to see Max standing completely still in the water. He looked like he wasn’t even breathing, his searing gaze hurling an arrow through my chest — the intensity of it paralyzing me.

oh lord, it’s going to be one of those slow burns 😭🥰

“He went out there for you, you know,” she said. “So you wouldn’t be alone.” “I know.” I felt the weight of that responsibility, even though it was oddly warm and comforting in my chest. Nura’s eyes flicked back to me, a dull glimmer glittering as the corners of her eyes crinkled — the one sign of a small, distant smile. “I knew he would.” Then, before I had the chance to say anything more, she raised her palm, uttered a tired goodbye, and folded away into the air.

this is deff foreshadowing rhem