Mia

“For a vicious moment, Andrew thought about slipping his fingers into Thomas's cut. Taking hold of his rib and breaking it. Pulling the soft crumbling bone from his chest and sewing it into his own. They'd be forever together, rib against rib, fused in gore and bone and adoration.”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let the Forest In

“It was strange, Andrew thought, how when something moved in the dark, everyone’s first instinct was to go inside and hide under the covers. As if monsters couldn’t open doors and crawl into bed with you.”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let The Forest In

“If you cut open my chest'—Andrew's voice was wrecked—'you'll find a garden of rot where my heart should be.”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let the Forest In

“You could cut me open and devour everything I am," Thomas said, ragged and thin. "I would let you. I'd ask you to”
― C.G. Drews, Don't Let the Forest In