Avery

“Baby, I thought I’d lost you,” he whispers into the crook of my neck, breath warming me as he practically climbs into the driver seat, clutching me for dear life. “I thought you were gone… I can’t lose you, too, baby. I can’t fucking lose you, too.”
― Nyla K., Unwrap Him

“Have you ever wanted someone so much,” I say slowly, “that it feels like your atoms are vibrating when you’re away from them? Like you’re half of a whole, and your body knows it. And until you’re in their arms again, every single piece of you is straining toward them because…because they’re your home. They’re part of you. Your beginning and your never-ending.”
― Emmy Sanders, To Catch a Firefly

“Yeah,” he says quietly. “Me and you, right, El?” “Me and you,” I answer.”
― Emmy Sanders, To Catch a Firefly

“And a real father would let you go out on Christmas to get laid?” His voice is eerily quiet, eyes alit in their darkness. Chills sheet my skin as I back up. “I’m not going to… I just wanted to hang out with—” “Say his name to me,” he snarls, surging closer with threatening strides. “See what fucking happens.”
― Nyla K., Unwrap Him