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‘Love was a balm as much as it was a poison.’

“Do it," he said to the king,
"No," Rhys said again, his voice breaking.
But the king pointed at me. And I screamed.
Rhysand was on the ground, roaring, and I thought he might have said my name, might have bellowed it as I thrashed and sobbed. I was being shredded, I was dying, I was dying No. No, I didn't want it, I didn't want to A crack sounded in my ears.
And the world cleaved in two as the bond snapped.

"Break the bond."
Rhysand went still as death.
I stormed to the king, knees barking as I dropped to the floor before his throne.
"Break the bond. The bargain, the—the mating bond. He… he made me do it, made me swear it-"
"No," Rhysand said.
I ignored him, even as my heart broke, even as I knew that he hadn't meant to say it—
"Do it"

😩😭

I sipped from my wine. “And if he had grabbed me?” There was nothing but uncompromising will in his eyes. “Then I would’ve torn apart the world to get you back.”

😩

“I was looking for you, too.” 🥹

“ I want to paint you.”
“Nude would be best”

HAHAHA Titanic 2.0??

"Of course I'll dance with you," Rhys said, his voice still raw.
"Even if I step on your toes?"
"Even then."
He said softly, "I am ... very glad I met you, Feyre."
I blinked away the burning in my eyes. "Come on," I said, tugging on his hand. "Let's go join the dance.

“Smile again” he whispered.
I hadn't smiled for him. Ever or laughed. Under the Mountain, I had never grinned, never chuckled. And afterward...
And this male before me... my friend...
For all that he had done, I’d never given him either. Even when I had just. I had just painted something. On him. For him. I'd painted again.
So I smiled at him, broad and without restraint.
"You're exquisite," he breathed. 🥹

“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.”

“To the stars who listen - and the dreams that are answered.”