A ​Sky Beyond the Storm (An Ember in the Ashes, #4)

by Sabaa Tahir

Beside me, Laia plucks at the knots on her bedroll, then dashes her hand against her eyes. What can I say to her? It is torment to love someone hopelessly, with no chance of requital. There is no salve for it, no cure, no comfort.

POOR LAIA!