Isabelle

“She can't die, and not just because there's a chance I won't survive. She can't die because I know I can't live without her even if I do.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“I'll make it up to you,' I promise, holding her delicate hands between my rough ones. 'I'm not saying we won't fight or you won't want to throw those daggers at me when I'm inevitably an ass, but I swear I will always strive to do better.'

'Make what up to me?' She pulls away with an inquisitive smile.

I blink as her brow furrows. Has she lost her memories? 'How much do you remember?”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“I remember it, like a physical punch in the gut, how much I loved him. Really loved him. To the bone, loved him. Cut me and I'd bleed him. How much I needed him, still needed him, would forever, always, never couldn't, even if I tried, needed him (pg 60)”
― Jessa Hastings, Magnolia Parks

“I’m BJ.” “I’m Magnolia Katherine Juliet Parks.” She paused. “Henry’s my friend.” “Henry’s my brother,” I told her. She looked at me, really looked at me. “I like your face.” Parks doesn’t remember saying that. But I remember her saying it. It set me on a course for life.”
― Jessa Hastings, Magnolia Parks