Owned by a Sinner (Sinners, #2)

by Michelle Heard

“Do not stand by my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am the thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints in snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain.” Liam pauses to take a breath, then turns his eyes to me. “Do not stand by my grave and cry. I am not there. I did not die.”

“Tada gan iarracht,” I read the words before translating, “Nothing without effort.”