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“Dine with me,” Luc says as winter gives way to spring.
“Dance with me,” he says as a new year begins.
“Be with me,” he says, at last, as one decade slips into the next”
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
“Dance with me,” he says as a new year begins.
“Be with me,” he says, at last, as one decade slips into the next”
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
“All she knows is that she is tired, and he is the place she wants to rest. And that, somehow, she was happy. But it is not love.”
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
“Do not mistake this kindness. I simply want to be the one who breaks you.”
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
“A dreamer,” scorns her mother.
“A dreamer,” mourns her father.
“A dreamer,” warns Estele.
Still, it does not seem such a bad word.”
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
“A dreamer,” mourns her father.
“A dreamer,” warns Estele.
Still, it does not seem such a bad word.”
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
“You didn’t come.”
“You didn’t call.”
She looks down at their tangled hands. “Tell me, Luc,” she says. “Was any of it real?”
“What is real to you, Adeline? Since my love counts for nothing?”
“You are not capable of love.”
He scowls, his eyes flashing emerald. “Because I am not human? Because I do not wither and die?”
“No,” she says, drawing back her hand. “You are not capable of love because you cannot understand what it is to care for someone else more than yourself. If you loved me, you would have let me go by now.”
Luc flicks his fingers. “What nonsense,” he says. “It is because I love you that I won’t. Love is hungry. Love is selfish.”
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
“You didn’t call.”
She looks down at their tangled hands. “Tell me, Luc,” she says. “Was any of it real?”
“What is real to you, Adeline? Since my love counts for nothing?”
“You are not capable of love.”
He scowls, his eyes flashing emerald. “Because I am not human? Because I do not wither and die?”
“No,” she says, drawing back her hand. “You are not capable of love because you cannot understand what it is to care for someone else more than yourself. If you loved me, you would have let me go by now.”
Luc flicks his fingers. “What nonsense,” he says. “It is because I love you that I won’t. Love is hungry. Love is selfish.”
― The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
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