I’m the girl who’s supposed to kill you. My voice lashes like a whip. And if you don’t come with me now, I swear to you I will.
I believe we decide our own fate. No one has the right to dictate who we are or what we become.
I’m not a mirror. And I don’t break like glass.
You said I was your savior,” I said, “but you won’t let me save you, not truly.” He shrugged in misery. “I don’t know how to be saved.
Sometimes I wonder what magic encircles all of us, what we could do if we were sensitive enough to unearth it.
My task might be monumental, but my gift – my curse – was the only means I had of making a difference in this world.
I believe in you, Sonya. You’re a girl who can do impossible things. No one like you has walked this world. I regret not realizing that sooner.
My lips twitched into a righteous smile. I felt godlike. Justified. Valko would pay for his crimes here and now, and I wound not weep with regret.
Do not mock what you don’t understand.
I’ll kill him. I don’t care if he’s already dead. I’ll kill him harder.
Their peace is my peace, and it satisfies far deeper than revenge.
I’m not weak. I’m not a coward. I’m tired of everyone believing I am. I’m tired of believing it myself.
Tu ne me manques pas. Je ne te manque pas. You’re not missing from me. I’m not missing from you.
This is a new dance between us, one that doesn’t lead to death but clings to the fragile hope of life.
Admitting you need help isn’t a weakness.
I’m not leaving you. You are worth the risk, do you hear me? You’re always going to be worth the risk.
Do not despair, Ailesse. You are more than your mother’s daughter; you are also mine. I believe in you.