Echo

“I will love you, Grace, till the sun grows cold and the stars are old,” I murmur against her skin. Grace lets out a startled cry as she stares at me with eyes that are suddenly filled with tears, shock coloring her features. For a second, my stomach starts to sink—I was right. It was too much, too soon. But then she reaches up and cups my face in her trembling hands. And whispers, “I remember. Oh my God, Hudson. I remember everything.” But wait—there’s more!”
― Tracy Wolff, Court

“I’ll admit, it’s not just to protect you. I have to be around you. I’m addicted to you. You fuel me, you light me up inside. Just knowing you’re in the house enlivens me. I can’t go back to the way I was before. I’m afraid of it.”
― Sophie Lark, There Is No Devil

“It’s the ones you cut deep, the ones that are ragged, the ones you make over others that are still healing: those stay forever.”
― Sophie Lark, There Is No Devil

“I wasn’t fine, but I learned a long time ago that the only options are to fake it or succumb to a complete breakdown.”
― Sophie Lark, There Are No Saints