Leah Lefebvre

“Until I met you, I didn’t understand to feel loved, one has to feel known. And that, outside of my family, I had never really loved because I hadn’t bothered to know the other person. But I know you. And you have to come back to me, Wren, because no one gets us but us. You know why you’re not a monster, but I might be. I know why throwing me in your dungeon meant there was still something between us. We are messes and we are messed up and I don’t want to go through this world without the one person I can’t hide from and who can’t hide from me. “Come back,” he says again, tears burning the back of his throat. “You want and you want and you want, remember? Well, wake up and take what you want.”
― Holly Black, The Prisoner’s Throne

“I’d like, now, to get to know people who know me for me—not for who I used to be. Who won’t expect me to step back into a role that I don’t quite fit into anymore.”
― Lucy Foley, The Hunting Party

“He stepped up beside her, hand still comfortably on her shoulder, and she allowed herself the luxury of taking just a small step closer to him. His height and sturdiness felt good beside her. Like knowing that though the sky stormed and the sea raged, your hull was caulked and your sail crafted of the strongest cloth.”
― Robert Jordan, The Gathering Storm

“Now it was back, and it felt, as it ever had, like calligraphy, if calligraphy were written in honey.”
― Laini Taylor, Muse of Nightmares