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I didn’t want him to go. But he did. He left me a stack of postcards—written in invisible ink.
yeah. im not ready for tobys pov

“Avery Kylie Grambs,” I said slowly, “rearranged…” My eyes met his. He handed the baby—handed Avery—back to me. “A Very Risky Gamble,” I murmured. “I knew you’d solve it.” He lowered himself to his knees beside my hospital bed. “You always do.”
fuck toby too for leaving hannah, i hate everyone

I didn’t question how he knew the father’s name or why he was signing. I wanted him to. In my heart, she was his.
fuck the father

“Kylie.” Toby’s voice was quiet and low. “Like Kaylie, minus one letter.”
she didn’t deserve to die.

And then he had her. She was real, and she was there, and for a single moment in time, she was ours.
I can’t do this

Almost from the beginning, in my mind, the baby was ours. Toby’s and mine.
wdym? Averys father is toby. no?

Change your name. Start anew. You love fairy tales, I know, but I can’t be your happily ever after. We can’t stay here in our little castle forever. You have to find a new castle. You have to move on. You have to live, for me.
i don’t care what he says, they lived happily ever after ä.

Dear Hannah, the same backward as forward…
no. just no.

I’d hated him until I’d loved him, and now, I would love him until the end.
they were supposed to be endgame.

He kissed me like the tide comes in, little by little by little. “What are we doing?” My lips brushed his with every word. Harry murmured his answer directly into my skin: “Nothing—or everything.” For him—and maybe for me—there was nothing in between.
in my mind they lived happily ever after

“Sometimes, when I look at you,” “I feel you, like a hum in my bones, whispering that we are the same.”
i hate this book.

“My brain drinks in every last detail of its surroundings. Of you.”
yearning final boss

“The first thing I remember, Hannah the Same Backward as Forward, is you.”
i love them

why are the hawthornes so obsessed with latin

im not ready for the same backward as forward

they are so freaky in Prague

the promise ring.

But still, I wanted to know. I needed to, the way I needed him.
couple goals

he looked up at me, a deceptively angelic expression on his face. “I could probably be seduced into saying more,” he told me.
ya until they start talking

“Avery.” Something about the sound of my given name on Jameson’s lips, combined with everything else, almost undid me. He said Avery like a plea and a curse and prayer.
need him in waves concerning to feminism

“Are they calling him Don’t Stop?” I asked Alisa seriously. Her perfectly sculpted brows pulled together. “Sorry,” I said in a completely deadpan. “I forgot. That’s what I call him.”
she’s so freaky and I’m here for it

And the story curse decided to stop watching. It was time to leave these two alone and let them have their ever after.
I already miss them sm

He finally doesn’t need the apples anymore 🥹

He actually reminded her of the first time they’d met in his church, when he’d been sitting in the back, tearing at his clothes. Only he was smiling now. She watched his lips curve into a cocky grin as they started to walk out of the cavern. “Where are we going?” she asked. A dimple appeared just below a cut on his cheek. “We can go wherever you want, Little Fox.”
they finally got their happily ever after

He’d given up what he had believed was his only chance at love. And now he had finally broken the spell that he never thought he’d escape.
late one night you dug me out my grave and saved my heart from the fate of ophelia

And he loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her. He loved her so much he’d rewritten history.

“I love you,”“I’m never going to let you out of my sight.” “You say that as if it should be a threat.”“This isn’t just for now, it’s for always, Little Fox.” “I like the sound of always.”
You’re still the one I run to

Once upon a time, there was nothing but kissing, and everything was perfect. And then there was even more kissing.
favorite chapter

“I already told you. You are the love of my life. You are mine, Jacks of the Hollow. And you’re not going to be the end of me.” “But you were dying.” “No,” “I just forgot to breathe.”
silly little fox

He looked angelic and anguished. His beautiful face was drained of color. Tracks of blood fell from his eyes down his pale cheeks. “Don’t cry, my love.” She carefully wiped his tears with her fingers. “I’m all right.”
I LOVE THEM SO MUCH