Lightning Heart
“If I could speak, I would tell Cal that I’m sorry, that I love him, that I need him. But the wind and drop steal my breath away. I have no more words. His touch is achingly familiar, one hand at my neck, imploring me to look at him. Like me, he can’t speak. But I hear his apology all the same, and he understands mine. We see nothing but each other.” — Glass Sword by Victoria Aveyard
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