Polina

“It’s you I love,” he says. “I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I didn’t have one at all. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten, and scabrous thing. But it is yours.” He walks to the door to the royal chambers, as though to end the conversation. “You probably guessed as much,” he says. “But just in case you didn’t.”
― Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

“If you get any more perfect, I’m going to believe you were made just for me.”
― Elena Armas, The Spanish Love Deception

“Because it was all you were willing to give me. And I’d rather have you hating me than not have you at all.”
― Elena Armas, The Spanish Love Deception

“Do I have your attention?” “You don’t need to do any of that.” He lowered the large black-and-white-colored pages with a brisk motion. “You always have my undivided attention, Catalina.”
― Elena Armas, The Spanish Love Deception