The Final Strife (The Ending Fire Trilogy #1)

by Saara El-Arifi

And we cannot be unmade. Just because you turned your back on who you are doesn’t mean the fight has stopped.” That’s the thing with unspoken words: sometimes they reach for you.

Love may give you strength, but retribution gives you purpose.

Grief is like a scab, each day you heal a little more, the blood clotting, the skin stitching together. But once a year you peel back the protective crust, each time expecting a scar, but instead the blood still gushes forth.