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“Relax, Foster,” Keefe said, squeezing her good hand and lacing their fingers together.

“You okay there?” he whispered.

She nodded, not quite ready to use her voice.

Not ready to let go of his hand, either.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“She steeled herself for a serious shock of cold- but the reality was a thousand times more miserable.

“Aw, those little shrieking sounds you’re making are super adorable,” Keefe told her. “Ready to punch me yet?”

“S-splashing y-you s-sounds b-better,” she said through chattering teeth.

“I suppose. But we both know I’ll splash you back- and then you’ll retaliate, because you may look all sweet and innocent, but you have a feisty streak. And then it’ll be an ice-water war, and Elwin will ban me from the Healing Center and you’ll be lost without my visits, and Id rather not make you suffer like that.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“I was already planning to have us start with telekinesis, since that’s what got Foster all swoons about my skills in the first place.”

“I didn’t get swoons,” Sophie felt the need to point out.

“Keep telling yourself that, Foster. Keeeeeeeeeep telling yourself that.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Keefe marched through the doors to the Healing Center and declared, “Wow, it’s like walking into a cloud of sulk in here.”

He fanned the air away from his face as he made his way over. “I mean, I figured you be feeling a little lost about your Cognate buddy, but trust me: Fitzy isn’t worth this much angst.”

”I’m not pouting about Fitz, “Sophie informed him.

“Ah, so you admit you are pouting? “He countered, plopping on to the side of her cot with enough oomph to make the mattress bounce.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“He reached up to wipe a crumb off her lips, and she forgot how to breath for a second— “I’m still glad I was there. If I hadn’t been...”

He didn’t finish. But he didn’t need to.

And she was glad he’d been there too.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“You okay?” Keefe asked, flicking a strand of her blonde hair to get her attention. “And before you answer, remember: You’re talking to an Empath. Plus, you’ve already pulled put two eyelashes since we got here, and I can tell you’re dying to go for a third.”

She was.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Are you kidding?” Sophie and Fitz asked, once again in perfect unison.

Elwin chuckled. “I’m sure if Keefe were here, he’d have a lot to say about how in sync you two are getting.”

“Just more proof that Fitzphie’s the best,” Fitz told him, with a wink that shouldn’t have made Sophie’s heart flutter. But hearts could be foolish things.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“She studied the relaxed lines of his features. The soft flutter of his long, dark eyelashes. The adorable way his arms cradled Mrs. Snuggles against his bandaged chest.

I don’t know what to do.

She hadn’t meant to transmit the words, but... it felt good to say them. And it was like like he could hear her. He hadn’t even flinched. His breathing hadn’t changed rhythm.

So she told him, I really wish you were awake.

He let out a snuffly snore, which gave her the courage to ask, What if I just want you to wake up because I’m tired of fighting the echoes all by myself?

That wasn’t the right question, though.

What if I want you to wake up because I miss you?

She’d been trying to stay busy, trying not to look at the beautiful boy sleeping over in the corner.

She hated having him so close and still so far away.

And when she turned to Fitz, his eyes were more than fluttering.

One blink.

Two.

Three.

And then... they stayed open.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“What I was still out of it, I heard your voice in my head- I think it’s why I woke up.”

Her face tried its best to burst into flames. “Sorry, I-“

“Don’t be,” he interrupted. “I’m glad I’m awake.”

“So am I,” she admitted. “But... you have to be super careful, okay?”

“I will if you will,” he made her promise.

He waited for her to meet his eyes, and when she did, he gave her the sweetest smile she’d ever seen.

“By the way,” he murmured, pressing Mr. Snuggles against his heart. “I missed you too.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“We could dig into some of the small stuff we hold back.”

“Like what?”

He started his hands, twisting the Cognate rings round and round before he transmitted, like all the stuff you tell Keefe and don’t tell me.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“She’d expected him to hand her the open vile, but he scooted even closer and press the glass against her– something Elwin had done for her dozens and dozens of times.

But it was a very different experience with Fitz.

Especially when his finger accidentally grazed the edge of her lips. Not that he seem to notice.

He didn’t blush the tiniest bit- which was extra annoying, said she was certain in her cheeks for me on red.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“I’ll always remember that’s you found me and brought me to the Lost Cities and showed me where I really belong. And that you came when I called for help and saved me from fading away. And you left everything behind to go with me when I joined the Black Swan. Need me to keep going? Because I can.”

His smile was a beautiful thing.

But it didn’t last.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“So,” she mumbled, not sure how to finish that sentence – or what to do with her arms. Or where to stand.

It all felt awkward and weird and wrong-until fits dropped his crutches and gently pulled her into a hug.

“I don’t want to go,” he whispered.

“I don’t want you to either,“ she admitted, hoping her hushed tone hit the thickness of her voice.

She told herself not to pull him tighter so he wouldn’t feel how hard her heart was pounding. But she couldn’t help leaning closer when she realized his pulse felt just as crazy as hers.

She didn’t know what that meant.

But it felt like something.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Seriously, what was it about cute boys that made it so hard for her to function?”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“y—what did I tell you two about secret Telepath conversations?” Keefe asked as he shoved his way between them. “Unless you’re talking about
me
, keep it out loud.”

Fitz laughed. “Keefe just wishes he could swap secret messages with you.”

“Please, I don’t need your little mind tricks. I can feel Foster’s secrets”—he fanned the air around her—“and I feel some pretty
intense emotions right now.”

“Probably because I’m wondering if I should strangle you or beat you with my shoe!”

“The shoe would be funnier,” Fitz jumped in”
― Shannon Messenger, Exile

“if it is not a big deal why would you tell me. i asked Keefe.
well your cute when you worry”
― Shannon Messenger, Exile

“You’re bleeding,” Fitz interrupted, lifting Sophie’s hand and examining her palm. Thin streams of red dripped down her skin. “These look bad, Sophie. You should get them treated.”

“I’m fine,” she said, trying not to think about the blood, or the fact that Fitz was technically holding her hand, since both things made her head spin way too fast. “Really. It’s not a big deal. We don’t need to call Elwin.”
― Shannon Messenger, Exile

“She’d hoped to close her eyes and dream of sparkly winged horses flying through a bright blue sky. Instead, black-cloaked figures haunted her mind, snatching her from the shadows
and dragging her away in a drugged haze. Sharp bonds sliced her wrists and ankles as someone shouted questions she didn’t know the answers to. Then fiery hands seared her skin and ghostly whispers swirled through the blackness.

They would find her.

She would never escape them again
.”
― Shannon Messenger, Exile

“He liiiiiiiiiiiiikes you.”
― Shannon Messenger, Exile

“No’ what, Sophie? What’s wrong?” She shook her head, feeling her eyes burn. Either Elwin’s happy-elixir was wearing off, or the truth was so real and painful it cut through the fake haze. “Fitz is right,” she whispered. “It is my fault.”
― Shannon Messenger, Exile

“Don’t. Do not let any guilt cloud your mind—I mean it, Sophie. Not unless”
― Shannon Messenger, Exile

“I do trust you, Dex. That’s why I need to know what you remember—if you even remember anything.” “Oh, I remember.”
― Shannon Messenger, Exile

“but these had glinting flecks of gold, and gazed back at her so intently she couldn’t look away.”
― Shannon Messenger, Exile

“What does that mean?” Alvar asked as she leaned her full weight on him. Sophie closed her eyes, unable to look at anyone as she forced the words out of her mouth—the words that would change everything. “I think it means Alden’s mind is broken.”
― Shannon Messenger, Exile