You don't ever really let go, though. You don't stop. You don't stop hurting, you don't stop loving. It doesn't go away,… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“It’s not okay,” I tell her. This gets her attention; it’s not what she was expecting. “You don’t have to be okay.”… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“It wasn't supposed to. It was just supposed to stop you from hurting yourself.” “It helps—” “No it doesn't. It just pushes… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“You can’t hold it in forever,” Colton said, apropos of nothing. “Yes, I can.” I had to. “You’ll go crazy. It’ll come… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“My prerogative as your father is to break the face of anyone who fucks with you. And I will, whether you like it or… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
“Your brothers…do they all look like you?” I couldn’t help asking. I really couldn’t. He shot me the smirk again. “I’m the oldest,… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
“I'm in battle mode. Shut down. Hard. I'm not Hunter anymore. I'm Lance Corporal Lee, USMC. Semper Fi, bitches.” — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
“Empty Sex is like Pringles: You can eat million of them, but they never really fill you up. If you want to be truly… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
“I will always love you. You saved me, Rania.” “No, you saved me.” “We saved each other, then,” — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
“Yeah. I know why she cuts. I just don’t know the seed-reason. It’s deep inside her, and it’ll take time and patience to get… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
“Nothing. It is nothing. Stop worrying about me." "I can't stop worrying about you.” — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
Compassion and pity are not the same: pity is looking down on someone, feeling sorry for them and offering nothing; compassion is seeing their… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
“You’re so fucking gloriously gorgeous that I literally cannot stand it. I’m having to remind myself to keep breathing, because you take my breath… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
“Reagan…god. Why is this so hard? He lifts his head, his eyes roaming, searching, wavering. He swallows and sighs, tries again. “I’ve never loved… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
You don't ever really let go, though. You don't stop. You don't stop hurting, you don't stop loving. It doesn't go away, you just… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
“You saved me, you know. Life had me running. Had me by the throat, and I really was falling under, losing hope. And then… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share
