Entranced by the Basilisks (Monstrous Matches, #3)

by Lillian Lark

with my own issues and trauma, what do I even bring to the table? I’m already struggling with not relying too much on the people who love me. I’m the furthest thing from balanced and it would be unfair to saddle someone else with me.

“I’m sorry for your loss. I understand what it is to lose family.” “I miss him.” “I don’t think we ever stop. Hundreds of years later and I still miss my family. I’ve chosen to think of the ache as a gift. It’s proof that they existed.”