Justeen B

“no matter how bad things are, they can always get worse…”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“I ignore my fear,” he says. “When I make decisions, I pretend it doesn’t exist.”
I stare at him for a second. I can’t help it. To me there’s a difference between not
being afraid and acting in spite of fear, as he does.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent

“Oh, really? So what exactly is hanging out with you, then?” His face goes blank, and I don’t think he’s going to answer. But eventually, he says, “Utter and complete stupidity.” Not the answer I was expecting, especially from someone as arrogant and annoying as he can be. The blunt honesty of it slips past my defenses, though. Has me answering when I didn’t think there was anything else to say. “Yet here you are.” “Yeah.” His dark, bemused eyes search my face. “Here I am.” Silence echoes between us—dark, loaded, unfathomable—even as tension stretches taut as a circus high wire. I should go. He should go. Neither of us moves. I’m not sure I even breathe.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“Why are you looking at me like that?” he whispers. “Like what?” “Like you understand.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave