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There was, of course, no fucking reasoning with Killian. Saskia could say she wanted a goddamn planet, and the idiot would be on the phone to NASA like, “Yeah, someone give my girl a fucking planet or bodies start dropping.”
I’m not interested in any emotions, much less one so exhausting as hate.
His smile makes me feel at ease. Being around him seems to lessen the intensity of everything else that is going on around me. Almost like he silences out some of my background noise.
Any other girl would see the flags and take them for what they are—red—but I’m partially color-blind.
Lilith is the kind of chaos you find yourself needing because she makes you feel like you’re not alone with your madness.
Lilith smiles, and in that moment, I would pretty much give my left nut just to see it again.
When he moves, it’s like everyone wants to see where, and when he speaks, people want to know what words he uses. Kyrin is fascinating in a way that terrifies most people. I am not most people.
A smile is strong enough to conceal sadness, because it’s easier for people to acknowledge that someone is happy, rather than offer sympathy for another’s desolation. Yet another reason why I have no interest in the human race.
“I didn’t choose. I won’t choose. They’re both fucking mine.
There’s a sense of calm that comes with the connection between Eli and me. Security, warmth. With Kyrin, it’s chaos, obsession, control, but although they both offer me different things, as well as to each other, the impact is all the same.
The more I think about everything that has happened among the three of us, the more I realize one thing, and that’s broken pieces all fit when they all belong to the same puzzle.
