Entranced by the Basilisks (Monstrous Matches, #3)

by Lillian Lark

“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.”

“Good morning,” I say, the smile that stretches my lips comes easier than usual as if her added body heat, or the comfort of cuddling up to someone, has taken all the starch from my personality.

“Forgiving him doesn’t make you weak,” She pauses to give what she says next an emphasis. “As long as you actually forgive him and don’t just say it’s fine while avoiding him that is.”

You’re on a journey with two other people who rely on you. You are not allowed to throw in the towel because of one speed bump. That’s the perspective of someone who doesn’t expect that the people they love are able to save them. A loner would assume that no one else could solve the problem, and wouldn’t trust anyone else to solve the problem. You want a family, but you must act like you’re a part of a family.”