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Now our love is more cruel edges and the kind of cut that one doesn’t even notice until hours later.
The trust we built so painstakingly between us is weathered and beaten. I can’t be sure that he’ll meet me halfway, and because I can’t be sure, I am incapable of taking that first step to reach out.
I can’t say for certain if it’s jealousy of Hercules that spurns me on. Or desire for him.
She’s the most priceless thing in my life, the one person I could never replace, not even if I searched the world over.
We were made for each other, two twisted trees that grew to lean on each other to the point where they won’t survive alone.
I know this man better than any other person in this world, but right now he feels like a stranger to me.
He smooths my hair back. “It’s you and me, Meg. Forever.” Threat or declaration of love? I don’t know. I’ve never known. I look into his dark eyes, and in this moment I can truly believe that this man loves me above all others. That it would hurt him beyond measure to lose me. That he would raze this city to the ground if it meant my happiness was on the line.
I love him so much I stay despite the tiny cuts he deals out during every conversation, unintentionally or not.
Fuck, but they’re beautiful together. The brightest star and the darkest night, both made better by the presence of the other.
I could fill those gaps for them, I could be the softness to their jagged edges.

