Frenemies To Lovers Quotes

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Emily Henry
“If my professionalism is a gel manicure, then Charlie Lastra is apparently the industrial-grade acetone capable of burning right through it.”
Emily Henry, Book Lovers

Julie Abe
“He's all dark and light. His perfectly mussed brown hair, lighter than mine because he's half-Japanese, half-Italian. His eyes that have specks of light brown, but shades of darkness, too. The tan of his skin from playing tennis on the school team. His slightly crooked nose from when we were kids and went ice skating at Winter Lodge, chasing each other around the rink, and he tripped over a bump in the ice. Somehow, it works on him.
He's gorgeous.
And I hate him.”
Julie Abe, The Charmed List

Julie Abe
“I thought you didn’t want to be a wallflower,” he says.
And that’s it. I explode into a million embarrassed pieces. I bury myself underneath the vineyard to be remembered forever, I—
“I like your list,” he says, breaking me out of my thoughts of complete and utter mortification.
“Don’t—don’t you dare tell anyone about it!”
He frowns as if I’ve said something stupid.
No way. Is it too late? Has he posted an Instagram Story about my list, laughing about the weird things his once-childhood best friend does?
Then he says, “Why would I do that?”
As if it’s simple. As if he hasn’t spent the last five years ignoring my existence. As if he has some sort of loyalty to me, though I know he never did. We were friends once upon a time, like a twisted fairy tale, until it was more convenient to drop me and focus on CharmWorks instead. To be liked and popular, to become somebody who people remember at school, to no longer be invisible.”
Julie Abe, The Charmed List

Chandra Blumberg
“Glad my public shame is a source of entertainment for you.”
Chantal’s smile slipped. “Sim, it wasn’t that bad. It was kind of cute, to be honest.”
“Yeah, a random dude is about to become equal owner of my family business. Super cute.” About as cute as a baby cobra and every bit as deadly.”
Chandra Blumberg, Stirring Up Love