“You.. love me?''
Snow nods. ''Yeah,'' he says, ''of course.''
Like it's obvious.
It isn't obvious. It has not been obvious.
''You never said,'' I say.
''Haven't I?''
''No.''
He frowns. ''I thought- I mean... I've killed so many things for you.''
I laught. It might be another sob, but mabe it's just a laugh. ''What are you, a house cat? Am I supposed to know how you feel because you brought me a mouse?''
The corner of Snow's mouth twitches.
''I brought you a cow once, remember? And I killed that chimera for you in fifth year.”
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Rainbow Rowell,
Any Way the Wind Blows