Beneath the Hood (Sugarlake, #3)

by Emily McIntire

To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.

Maybe he can see the difference in us, can tell that while she’s effortless, I’m a constant struggle. A never-ending work in progress. A fraud.

I wonder if anyone has ever listened to her silence.

And I’ll keep coming back, so she isn’t alone. The lighthouse to her darkness, guiding her through the shallow waters.

statement.”

“Tell me,” she says. “I want to know you. Even the parts that hurt.”

“Every time you speak, the world quiets so I can listen.”

“I love your shoulders. The way they hold the world, but don’t buckle from the weight.” I scoff, my vision blurring. “All I do is buckle.” His head shakes. “Falling down doesn’t mean you break, Blake.”

“Your strength is when you rise back up,”

“Your worth has nothing to do with how you look, Blake. It has to do with who you are. That’s what makes you beautiful.”

Do you know what that’s like? To have your mind collapse in front of everyone and have them ignore the fall?”