Robynne

“I wonder if he knows that i radiate happiness because he gave me the space to shine.”
― Becka Mack, Play with Me

“Ash?” a voice said. I straightened my spine. I’d know that voice anywhere. If I had slipped into a coma, it would wake me up. If I was six feet under, I’d dig myself out of the grave just to be closer to it, which was dramatic and startling and tragic and stupid. But it was true. “It’s just me out here,” he said. “The bar’s cleared out.” I’ll love you until we’re dust in the wind, Camille Ashwood. “I’m here, Cam.”
― Lyla Sage, Wild and Wrangled

“Grief seems like a privilege, in a way,” she says. “To have loved someone so much that you can’t imagine life without them.”
― Liz Tomforde, Play Along

“There was no emotion in his voice when he said, “Does your mind live in the gutter?” She shook her head, tapping a finger against her lips. “No, but it rents there on occasion.”
― Hannah Nicole Maehrer, Apprentice to the Villain