Andrea

“Lips covering Elle’s and fingers bunching in Elle’s hot pink sweater, Darcy threw herself off the cliff’s edge and let herself fall. Not to Earth, but toward Elle. Elle, who was magnetic and made it sound like nothing was impossible. That even gravity could be defied if Darcy simply believed. That even if she didn’t defy gravity, she could fall anyway and it would be okay because Elle would give Darcy a soft place to land. That Darcy could trust Elle with every fragile inch of herself.”
― Alexandria Bellefleur, Written in the Stars

“She wanted all of Elle—the good, the bad, the messy.”
― Alexandria Bellefleur, Written in the Stars

“They're really pretty. Your eyes, I mean.”
― Alexandria Bellefleur, Written in the Stars

“The easier question wasn’t what she liked about Elle, but what she didn’t. Because Elle wasn’t perfect, there were things about her that drove Darcy up the wall, like how she never wore a jacket and would sometimes drop off in the middle of a sentence when a new thought flitted through her mind, but listing the things she loved about Elle was like asking her to count the stars in the sky. They’d be there all night and even then, it wouldn’t be enough time. “Her eyes are my new favorite color and if you make fun of me for saying that I’ll”
― Alexandria Bellefleur, Written in the Stars