Agus

“Would my soul remember him? A small part of me prayed I wouldn’t, but the rest knew better. I loved him. Deeply. Such a love was not something of just the heart and mind. It wasn’t something to be felt and eventually forgotten, to be touched without it in return touching you. No . . . this love was something else. Something irrevocable. It was something of the soul. I knew I would remember him. I would feel his absence even after death, would ache for him to be near me in a way he could never be again.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Serpent & Dove

“But you should know,” I breathed, “that if a man touches me in any way without my permission, I’ll cut him open.” I paused for effect, dragging the knife from his throat to his navel and beyond. He swallowed hard. “Even if that man is my husband.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Serpent & Dove

“If there was a God, he or she had a shit sense of humor.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Serpent & Dove

“If this woman is to be my wife,” he said, swallowing hard, “you will not touch her again.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Serpent & Dove