Lily

“Because…”
I knew, oh goddess, I knew. Still, I needed him to say the words.
“You are not his intended, Emilia.” The world beneath me tilted. Wrath’s gaze was steady enough to keep both my knees and the realm from quaking. “You are mine.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Cursed

“I’m starting to understand that you can always make time for the things that matter.”
― Mariana Zapata, The Wall of Winnipeg and Me

“And the girl?” Yarpen indicated Ciri with his head as she wriggled under the sheepskin. “Yours?”
“Mine,” he replied without thinking. “Mine, Zigrin.”
― Andrzej Sapkowski, Blood of Elves

“I love you. I know I’ve waited my entire life to love you, and I’ll do whatever I have to, to make this work.”
Maybe that was the thing about love I never understood before Aiden. Like football and art, like anything that anyone in the world has ever wanted, love was a dream. And just like a dream, there were no assurances behind it. It didn’t grow on its own. It didn’t blossom without food to feed it.
It was the greatest in its subtleties.
It was the strongest in its selflessness.
And it could be forever with someone who wasn’t afraid to never give up on the possibilities it presents.”
― Mariana Zapata, The Wall of Winnipeg and Me