Bree

“Deep, dark unearthly black. I hadn't told anyone yet, but the color kept streaking across my mind at the oddest moments. When it did, my skin shivered pleasantly, and it was as if I could feel the color tracing a finger tenderly along my jaw, tipping my chin up to face it directly. I knew it was absurd to think a color would come to life, but once or twice, I was sure I'd caught a flash of something more substantial behind the color. A pair of eyes. The way they studied me cut to the heart.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence

“Quit? You kidding? My life sucks when I'm only half-aware of it. If I quit drinking and saw what it's really like, I'd probably jump off a bridge.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo

“You are such a jerk! Get back here!"

"Jerk?" he repeated. " You're the one spying in windows.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo

“I love you. I'm happier right now than I ever remembered being.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo