Delicate Quotes

“He’s handsome in the most sinful ways, but he’d break you without thinking twice. Maybe even intentionally.”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“I never thought of life like the petals of a rose before. But they’re so alike.   Delicate and easily crushed. Broken… just like he made me. He could pluck away and there was nothing I could do except be destroyed and accept my fate.”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“I feel like I'm balanced on the edge of a razor. On one side, I care entirely too much about everything, and my heart aches with all the disappointment I've caused, not to mention the disappointment I feel in myself. But on the other side, I don't give a fuck about any of this. I've hardened my heart with hate for everyone around me that doesn't care enough to try to help.”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“Tears prick my eyes, but I’m sure as shit not going to cry over him. I’ll cry over my self-esteem though, because that shit hurt.”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“It can’t be that fucking hard. I’m starting to think there’s no hope. That’s what makes me so damn sick. Like there’s nothing I can do, and I’m just screwed. It’s been three weeks since I got expelled from the university. It was all over alcohol.”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“The only thing I know that’s true is I fell in love with Kade and that now, because of him, I’m utterly and completely broken.”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“It’s time to let go, angel. I hear his words and I hate them. I don’t want to let go of him. I was his, and now I feel like I’m no one. “Do you need me to repeat the question?” the old man says”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“It’s time to let go, angel. I hear his words and I hate them. I don’t want to let go of him. I was his, and now I feel like I’m no one.”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“But I can’t. He did it to protect me. He had to do it. My voice is caught in my throat. My blood heats and chills at the same time. The thought of turning against him makes me sick.”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“It reminds me of being in the room with him. With Kade. My eyes dart to him, and my mouth parts slightly as I remember the time I spent with him.”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“I never thought of life like the petals of a rose before. But they’re so alike.   Delicate and easily crushed. Broken… just like he made me.”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“I’m about halfway through, right near the openings on both sides of the alley when I hear shouting. My heart jumps in my chest,”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“only thing I can hear is my blood rushing in my ears. My heart thumps, thumps, thumps way too loud. They’re going to hear me; they’re going to see me. I feel a small sense of relief as I see a row of”
― W. Winters, Delicate

“that Kade’s a bad man. That he deserves to be imprisoned not”
― W. Winters, Delicate