Kaavya

“That crushed her like something caught in the tight, relentless snarl of a riptide. How could he be satisfied only studying literature, never writing a word of his own? Never getting to put to paper the things he imagined? Meanwhile, the banal reality of her own life made her miserable: sketching plans for things she didn’t know how to build, drawing houses other people would call home.”
― Ava Reid, A Study in Drowning

“It's the hour when all the shop mannequins conspire to look menacing. When they all appear to be smirking a little. The mannequins always reminded me of mother. Flawless, white, smiling.”
― Mona Awad, Rouge

“Love is a fire that cannot burn alone”
― Ava Reid, A Study in Drowning

“But stories were devious things, things with agendas. They could cheat and steal and lie to your face. They could crumble away under your feet.”
― Ava Reid, A Study in Drowning