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How many more times are we going to learn that she is good at reading people and giving them what they need?

“... it was you who turned the light back on, Wren. The one who brought me back to life after years and years of drowning. It was you who dragged me back from hell. It was you. It was always you. It will always be you.”

“You can’t keep running from yourself,” the other girl whispered, voice fading. “No matter what choice you end up making. No matter where you go—you will always be there.”

“Isn’t it obvious?” he groaned against her mouth. “How desperately I need you? How hopelessly I am yours?”

“It’s exasperating.”
“What is?”
“How often I think about you.”
"Then why don’t you do something about it?"

“You are my affliction because it takes everything in me not to rip apart my principles and act upon my longing. I have an impulse to be with you all the time. To be physically near you.”

“It’s all coming undone,” he whispered. “What is?” His grip on her tightened. My restraint."


ahhhhhhhhhehehehhdhdh

“What I want has never mattered,” he whispered out loud. “It should matter.” “Life isn’t that simple.” A muscle in his neck leapt. “And death even less, I’m afraid.”

“You showed up and I swore I could feel my heart beating again. Sometimes I think…I think I was never truly alive until I met you.”

“That’s why I need you to stay. For me. Even if that makes me selfish. Even if you hate me for it. Because the truth is—I cannot bear the thought of eternity without you.”

“Corruption isn’t born,”
“It’s created.

"Grief isn’t the villain. It just wants to help you remember that despite losing someone, despite the sadness and heartache and pain…there was also once love.”

“You found me,”
“Of course. I always will.”

“If there’s one thing I’ve mastered, it’s the art of being so ordinary that you’re invisible.”

"... the only thing he could ever think of, the only thing he could ever dream of, was her. That from the moment she’d appeared before him, from the moment he had first laid eyes on her, he’d known, beyond doubt, that Wren Loughty would become the immovable force that would redirect the trajectory of his life forever."

"He needed to know who’d done this to her. He would rip them limb from limb. Make them beg for mercy. There would be no sweeter sound than hearing them howling in agony. No greater pleasure than watching them suffer."

A man, a man, a maaaannn....

“Just let me go,”
“Not a chance.”

"There was only one thing that mattered. She was the only thing that had ever mattered... one name branded into his heart. Seared into his soul. Wren. Wren. Wren."

“Your past doesn’t go away if you ignore it... The more you pretend it doesn’t exist, the more it consumes you.”

“Do you want to know what I think?” He leaned in even closer. Close enough that he could imagine the feeling of his lips grazing hers. His hands touching her. “I think you hate how much you don’t hate me. You hate how much you enjoy being around me. How much you want to be near me. You hate that this twisted thing between us feels…good.”

“I didn’t disappear. You just weren’t looking.”

Ouch

"August was, whether he was proud to admit it or not, constantly aware of her presence. It was agonizing. The desperation to be near her. The ache that begged for her attention. It didn’t matter where he was or what he was doing, if Wren Loughty was nearby, he knew."

"You don’t just have something to lose—you have everything to lose. And that gives you an edge. Something far more valuable than the desire for greatness."

"And then, despite the terror she was feeling, she did the one thing that seemed impossible to do. She kept moving."

“You will never be able to hurt me, because you could never say anything that’s worse than what I already think about myself.”

“You’re a horrible influence.” Olivier smirked. “Thank you.”

“You could stab me,” August commented with an impartial shrug. “That always puts you in a better mood.”

THAT BITCH

idk about this one

Me? Cry? On a Monday while on vacation? no....

“You have been my downfall, Evie Sage, and now I…I will be your undoing.”

I am a shell of who I was before this book