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“Beside Ruby, the Darkling lay in his black kefta. Who had tended him? I wondered, feeling an ache rise in my throat. Who had combed his dark hair back so neatly from his forehead? Who had folded his graceful hands on his chest?”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“Perhaps you are haunting me. What a comforting thought. Maybe it's you in the darkness.”
― V.E. Schwab, Gallant

“When he stepped past her, a smile flickered at the edges of his lips. There was darkness at the corners, something evil just underneath the surface, sinister. He turned and grinned at her, monstrous but beatific, holding out his hand, darkness gone. Maybe she’d just imagined it. She took his hand.”
― Emily A. Duncan, Wicked Saints

“I remember you.” Three words, large enough to tip the world.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue