The Queen of All that Lives (The Fallen World, #3)

by Laura Thalassa

It’s a hurt so vast I can’t see any end to it. I could fit entire galaxies into the space it’s carved out for itself inside me.

“That’s all life really is—an elaborate game of luck and strategy.”

Montes stares down at me like the universe begins and ends in my eyes.

“When you live without someone for as long I have, love becomes this abstract concept, something you attach to a memory. And when memories are that old, they feel like dreams, and you wonder if any of it was real, or if your mind created it all.”

we are two wrongs that, together, make something right.