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“It’s not what they say. It’s what you think. It’s that you think they’re right. Don’t you?”
He kisses, Olive thought, like a man starved.
“My favorite color must be green, after all.”
He shook his head with an intensity that suggested that he didn’t want her to go, not anywhere, not ever.
She felt so safe with him. Invincible. A true slayer.
I’m starting to wonder if this is what being in love is. Being okay with ripping yourself to shreds, so the other person can stay whole.
It was frightening. Frightening, how good this felt. How easy it would be to never stop. To let time stretch and unbend, forget about everything else, and simply stay in this moment forever.
