Status Updates From The Unrequited

“She isn’t giving me her story, she’s giving me her heart. I’ve thought about her heart a lot too, it’s big and fierce and soft and bright. It’s like a star or the moon or the entire fucking sky. And she’s giving it to me. She’s giving me the sky.”

“I’ve never admitted it to her, but I love the way she says my name. Like no one has ever said it before. Like she invents me anew every time she says it.”

“Loving myself means fighting for myself. Fighting for my sanity. And I will fucking fight.”

Layla is flawed and hurting and it’s absurdly easy to dislike her. Yet here I am. Cheering. Hoping. Wishing, for her. Her growth in this book needs to be studied, it’s stunning.

He keeps her poem in his pocket!!!!! He takes it everywhere!!!! He takes her everywhere with him!!!!! No no ABSOLUTELY NOT

Nicky’s purple blanket 😭😭😭

“You’re the poem I could never write.”

😭😭😭😭😭😭 If this isn’t HEA I will shatter into nothing but atoms and become part of the space between the stars.

“The snow has melted. […] I like to think we had something to do with it, Thomas and I. The friction we created with our naked bodies made the fire that dissolved the frosty world. Because the way we came together was magical. […] The harlot fell in love with the fire-breather.”

Layla: “Everything is worth it. For Thomas. Even though it’s inadvisable, I still build castles in the air.”
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Thomas: “Panting, I crane my neck up and stare at the top of the building. I can’t imagine her living anywhere else but at the top. She belongs in the sky. She belongs with the stars.”

“This is what I think about. It doesn’t even matter if you’re around. This. Bursting every door down so I can get to your pxssy. All I can think about is fucking you, Layla. All the time. Every time. You’re in my fucking blood, and I’ll tear apart anyone who dares to fucking touch you.”

If you heard a whimper, it was me.

The. Tattoo. Scene. 🔥

“I never knew. I wondered though.”
“What?”
“That you blush with your whole body.”

Imagine the palm of his hand then imagine me in it, like a good girl.

“I never thought my chameleon heart could break this much.”

Some of the writing in this just hits.

Not me absolutely eating this up 🫠 She has violet eyes?? Impossible but VERY cool nonetheless. And this is one of the prettiest covers I’ve ever seen.