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I’d always hoped that if I ever fell in love, they’d be equally as obsessed with me. I never wanted what my adoptive mother had—meaningless and sometimes violent relationships that did nothing except strip her of soul and heart and dignity. I wanted someone who made me feel everything and never used those feelings against me.
When you loved someone, they had a certain amount of control over you. A scary concept when you truly thought about it, especially when it was someone who didn’t deserve or cherish that gift.
I would go toe to toe with anyone who argued books weren’t life savers. They were the work of whatever god kept us functional when the world seemed too hard to handle. They were the air when we couldn’t breathe. The blood when it wouldn’t pump in our veins. The beat of our heart when we were done trying to force life to go on. Books saved lives. End of story, pun intended.
“I would know you anywhere,” he said softly. “In the dark. In disguise. When we leave this world and enter the next. There is literally not a place that you can exist where I would not know it was you.”
“My first priority is to keep you safe, Maddi. Even if that means, in the end, you hate my guts.”
“I don’t want you to treat me just like I’m any normal friend. I’m your fucking mate. You are mine, Maddison James, and I will never be just a friend to you.”
“Ignoring reality does not make it disappear,” he said, looking sad and far too wise. “All that happens is that you’re woefully underprepared for the reality when it hits.”
If there is one truth that all who wield power should learn, it’s that time is their enemy. Eventually time will catch up to you. With age. Or if not age, then with power. No one stays the most powerful forever. Checks and balances are what keeps the world turning.
