“For God's sake put on your glasses, Sam. You're staring right at my boobs.” — Jillian Eaton Copy Share Image
“His name was Sam.” She was still staring at the fire. Was Sam … “What happened?” She looked at him, smiling sadly. “He died.” “When?” he got out. He would have never teased her like that, never said a damn… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
