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“Andrew hated the way his brain did this. Destroyed beautiful things. It was like he couldn’t just hold a flower; he had to crush the petals in his fist until his hand was stained with murdered color.”

“Stop me,” I tell him gravelly, bitterly, desperately, “because I fucking can’t.”

need to inject them into my blood system

I squeeze his hand, sobering. “Will and Way. We’re a team. Always.” A single nod. A firm squeeze of my pinky. Then a whisper, a promise⁠— “Always.”

“But then, it’s over. He’s squeezing his eyes shut, and time’s speeding up, and I’m no longer the center of his fucking world. And it hurts. It hurts. How does it fucking hurt this bad?”

“I was glad when he lost his hand. Exy is all he has and all he loves; I knew it would destroy him to lose it. A month in the Nest without it, maybe two, and he would have no recourse but to kill himself. I was only alive because he made me promise to survive. If he died, who could hold me to that? I would have slashed the tires on his car before I let him escape us, and he knows it.”

having a mental breakdown

He felt a tremor in Jean’s hands, and for a blinding moment he was sure Jean would lean into the safety of this silent confession. But Jean only sucked in a slow breath and said, “Now I am not safe with you, captain.”

i think im gonna throw up

“I am Jean Moreau,” he told her. “I have always gotten exactly what I deserve.”

wish i could hug him

“On his fingertips he counted to two: A cool evening breeze. Rainbows.”

“I am Jean Moreau. My place is at Evermore. I will endure.”

my precious boy

“I am Jean Moreau. My place is at Evermore. I will endure.”

oh my boy

“I am Jean Moreau. My place is at Evermore. I will endure.”

oh my precious boy

“Thank you,” he finally said. He couldn’t say he meant thanks for all of it: the keys, the trust, the honesty, and the kisses. Hopefully Andrew would figure it out eventually. “You were amazing.”

screaming crying throwing up

ANDREIL KISSING

“You were supposed to be a side effect of the drugs.”
“I’m not a hallucination,” Neil said, nonplussed.
“You are a pipe dream,” Andrew said.

not well

“Aaron was faster.”

i am losing it

“Aaron was faster.”

I AM LOSING IT

Neil stopped counting. “You know, I get it,” Neil said.

GASPED

aelin and manon finally meeting oh i lived for those days

aelin and manon finally meeting oh i lived for those days

Aelin was laughing as she cried, and the male was just holding her, his hooded head buried in her neck. As if he were breathing her in.
“Who is that?” Nesryn asked.
Aedion smiled. “Rowan.”

MY MAN IS BACK

He didn’t back away again as she approached and said with every ember left in her shredded heart, “I claim you, Rowan Whitethorn. I don’t care what you say and how much you protest. I claim you as my friend.”

MY HEART

“It had been ten years—ten long years since she had heard her mother’s voice. But she heard it then over the force of her weeping, as clear as if she knelt beside her. Fireheart—why do you cry?”

“Because I am lost,” she whispered onto the earth. “And I do not know the way.”

bawling my eyes out