Abby ☾

“For anyone who has ever hoped for a second chance.”
― Stephanie Garber, A Curse for True Love

“Right then, and at every moment since you’d left me, all I could think about was you. I wanted you in that apartment. I wanted your arms around me, your face close to mine. I wanted your smell. And I knew I couldn’t—shouldn’t—have it. That’s what I hated most. The uncertainty of you. You’d kidnapped me, put my life in danger … but I loved you, too.”
― Lucy Christopher, Stolen

“When I write this in bed, I can almost hear the echo of the wind over the sand, or the groans of wooden panels around me. I can almost smell the dustiness of the camel, taste the bitterness of saltbush. And when I dream, your warm hands cover my shoulders. Your whispers carry stories and sound like the rustle of spinifex. I still wear that ring, you know... at night, when no one is watching.”
― Lucy Christopher, Stolen

“She was the moth and Jacks was still the flame.”
― Stephanie Garber, A Curse for True Love