Tiffany

“His love. Discomfort lodges in my throat as I think about those three words I swear he almost said the other day. The real horror wasn’t that he felt them, though—it’s how desperate I apparently am to hear him say it. As if my entire life has been leading up to this one moment, for someone to see me at my worst and still want me anyway.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows

“The seeds of things you care for don’t stop sprouting just because you can’t water them daily; they’re far more resilient than that.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows

“when you’re comfortable in chaos, peace feels like a threat.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows

“Oh God,” she moans, pressing her forehead into the wooden surface. “Does this feel like church to you?” I bring my hand down on her ass, and she tightens around me. “Save your prayers for Sunday, Little Nightmare, and say my name when my cock is inside you.”
― Sav R. Miller, Souls and Sorrows