“Miss Fiona Castley of Paloma, Three.” A brunette with smoldering eyes this time. Maybe my age, but she seemed more . . . experienced. I turned to Mom and May on the couch. “Doesn’t she seem awfully—” “Miss America Singer of Carolina,… — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
You deserved to be loved. And I hope you get to marry for love and not a number. — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
“You deserve better." Mercifully, he kept eating as he spoke. "You've got to stop thinking of me that way. When it's just you and me, I'm not a Five and you're not a Six. We're just Aspen and American. And I don't want anything in the world but you." "But I can't stop thinking that way." He looked at me.… — Kiera Cass Copy Share
“I love you beyond paint, beyond melodies, beyond words. And I hope you will always feel that, even when I'm not around to tell… — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
“I loved him. I couldn’t pinpoint what made me so certain, but I knew it then, as surely as I knew my name or… — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
“Don’t tug your ear with anyone else. That’s mine.” I gave him a tight smile. “A lot of things are yours, America.” — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
“I know. For all the planning I was doing to get you to show the people who you are, it turns out you just… — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
“But no matter what, I want you to be loved. You deserve to be loved. And I hope you get to marry for love… — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
