Ahren looked at Camille like she hung the sun in the sky every morning. It was beautiful, the way he watched her, enchanted by every breath that came out of her mouth.
I’ve heard a collective gasp. I ran over the sentence in my head. It took me a minute to catch my mistake; I’d called him Maxon.
And of course he would love America! She’s so beautiful,” Mom swooned.
You are all dear to me. it is simply a matter of discovering who shall be the dearest.
Sometimes people don’t know whether to interpret silence as confidence or fear.
This was how I wanted to end our night, with hope. Well, and maybe one more thing. I bit my lip and leaned into Maxon, asking with my eyes. Without a second of hesitation, he bent to kiss me. It was warm and gentle, and it left me feeling adored and somehow aching for more.
I feel that no good leader can let the masses go unfed.
I fully believed my current state was not my fault, not even in the slightest. I knew who to point the finger at, and they were all other Schreaves. I blamed Mom and Dad for not being able to get the country under control and forcing me into this situation, and I blamed Ahren for trying to get me to consider these boys in the first place.
Whatever it is that you want, America, go after it with all that you have in you.
Forgive what? Our stupid little fight? It’s already forgotten. Your feelings being a little slower than mine? I’m prepared to wait. I don’t think there’s anything you could do that I couldn’t forgive.
How could I explain that no one was looking for me because my only family was a bunch of slightly mythological girls and they knew I couldn’t get myself into much more trouble than I was already in?
I’d sleep on the floor beside you if you’d let me.
What I said was true. My heart is yours to break. As you already know, I’d rather die than see you in pain. In the moment I was hit, when I fell to the floor sure my life was ending, all I could think about was you.
Maxon smiled effortlessly. “America Singer,” he announced, “my closest friend.” “That’s right.” I rolled my eyes.
Estamos tentando al destino.
And you are very capable. Don’t let a tiny group of people with no idea of how to reasonably voice their opinions undermine your confidence.
And who was I? No one, really. Just a girl. But seeing myself through his eyes... I felt like so much more.
America, tell me you’re joking. Tell me you didn’t assault the prince.
Lots of times when girls cry, they don’t want you to fix the problem, they just want to be consoled,” I advised. “Really?” “Pretty much.
Forsaking the rules meant forsaking your life.