Beneath the Surface (Sugarlake, #4)

by Emily McIntire

That’s all anything is, really. A choice.

“This mouth looks pretty when it tells me lies.”

“But I swear to God, I’d let the world burn if it meant I could taste your lips.”

when something is taken before you even know you’re supposed to keep it? Well, that can fuck with your vision a bit.

“Because you deserve to be kissed.”

“You’ve gotta stop tryin’ to find the bad in every situation. You look hard enough, you’ll always find it.”

“I figured out at a young age that when you pretend like nothing is wrong, people believe you.”

“Act weak when you are strong, and strong when you are weak.”

“But people believe the face you show them. The more I talked, the less they asked. The more I smiled, the less they cared.”

“Never expect a narcissist to admit their wrongdoing. They’ll paint themselves as the hero or the victim, but they’ll never be the villain.”

A bird with broken wings still believing they can fly.

And happiness is a funny thing. When one person has it, it spreads like ivy, winding its way around everyone else; if only they let it grow.