Emily

“The third thing," I demand, my voice hoarse. Jude shuts his eyes, resigned, and I press on. "The third thing you would have me know before the end of this. Tell me what it is."
Jude's eyes flutter open, bright with determination. "That I have loved you." He raises his head, voice steady, certain. "Unreasonably. Entirely. Unfairly and, gods know, selfishly. In every life that I have lived.”
― Shannon J. Spann, A Stage Set for Villains

“Jude. I know him better than the rest. I've loved him, his every song, every story, more than any.”
― Shannon J. Spann, A Stage Set for Villains

“Why are you so angry? Really."
Defensiveness rises in my shoulder, this time, I catch it and coax the sharp words back down my throat. I've been asking myself the same question. "I don't fit properly anywhere." The words take a moment to find. "And it doesn't feel fair. Like I'm this badly cut piece of a puzzle that doesn't fit with the others."
Jude considers my words, leans his head back into the wall. His chest rises and falls for several beats, the timbre of his voice lowering. "If you have to saw all your edges to fit, you're probably in the wrong puzzle.”
― Shannon J. Spann, A Stage Set for Villains

“Life is a game of playing the cards you’re dealt and then justifying them so you can sleep at night.”
― Shannon J. Spann, A Stage Set for Villains