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“One hundred and nine thousand, five hundred, and seventy-three days,” he said quietly. His eyes opened and fell to me; his hand cupped my cheek. “It was worth every second of misery in them to hear that again. I haven’t stopped being completely, madly, irretrievably in love with you. Whether you rule the sky or the land, I live for you, Astraea.”
― Chloe C. Peñaranda, The Night Is Defying

“And tell Rowan,” Aelin said, fighting her own sob, “that I'm sorry I lied. But tell him it was all borrowed time anyway. Even before today, I knew it was all just borrowed time, but I still wish we'd had more of it.” She fought past her trembling mouth. “Tell him he has to fight. He must save Terrasen, and remember the vows he made to me. And tell him . . . tell him thank you—for walking that dark path with me back to the light.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Empire of Storms

“You don’t need me; you need a therapist!”
― Dylan Page, Torment: Part One

“Lorcan reached out, grasping her chin and forcing her to look at him. Hopeless, bleak eyes met his. He brushed away a stray tear with his thumb. “I made a promise to protect you. I will not break it, Elide.”

“I will always find you,” he swore to her.

Her throat bobbed.

Lorcan whispered, “I promise.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Empire of Storms