Between Despair and Hope (The Divine Between, #2)

by Jess Wisecup

And, I know I’m not one, so maybe this isn’t my place to say, but you aren’t only a mother. Your identity isn’t your daughter. It isn’t your dead sister. Hell, your identity isn’t the Beloved either. You are a woman who did her best in an impossible situation, and just because you stole some happiness for yourself does not mean you are a bad mother.”

He was with me, back in my presence, and it should have been enough. And yet, it almost felt like he hadn’t returned at all. There was no grand return, no reunion.

“You can’t have it all, Rain. You can’t have me when you need me, only to forget me when I need you.”

I’m convinced you’re the only reason I exist.”

“Mine,”

“Always,”

IT'S GIVING SNAPE AND LILY </3

If I am the moon, then you are the sun, fireshine. You shine your light upon me and brighten all which is cold and dark within me. You have taught me to forgive is divine and even I, a loathsome creature, am deserving of it. I spend every moment wishing for more with you. More quiet, more talking, more kissing. Just more. If you never wish to look upon me again, Alina, I understand. But know, I am ruined for having loved you.

“Real. Yours,” she whispered. “Always.”

Katniss and Peeta + Snape and Lily

Rainier Vestana, a king of the Three Kingdoms, and owner of my mind, body, and soul. I could have wept.

“They say it is pressure and hardship which makes the most precious of gems,” I said.