“Then he slid his hand into my hair and pulled me closer, and when he kissed me, my heart hurt from happiness, if such a thing was possible. “I missed you,” I whispered against his mouth.” — Kristan Higgins Copy Share Image
“She couldn’t stop the tears that began slipping down her face. “Whatever you had to do to survive, whatever you did from spite or rage or selfishness … I don’t give a damn. You’re here—and you’re perfect. You always were,… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
