The Ashes & the Star-Cursed King (Crowns of Nyaxia, #2)

by Carissa Broadbent

It would be easy to mistake Mische’s outgoing attitude for emotional openness. She may be chatty, but she was damned good at hiding all the things that mattered.

I now felt like such a fucking fool that I had never thought of it in that way, with that word, until this moment. Of course it was love. What else could it be, for someone to see that much of you? To see so much beauty in the parts of someone that they hate in themselves?