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512 pages, Hardcover
First published December 6, 2022
“If I am weak for wanting you, then let me embrace that weakness and make it my strength,” he said, his gaze fixed on the west. “And if you must haunt me, then let me haunt you in return.”
“You don’t know what you do to me,” he whispered. “By you alone I could be undone.”🫠🫠
“Although I couldn’t be more pleased, Sid. To make a child with you. I hope the bairn has your eyes and your smile, your laughter and your courage. Your skills and your patience and your kindness. I hope our child inherits all of your traits and only a few of mine.”I can’t I’m literally obsessed with them 😭🫶🏻
“Half of me and half of you,” Sidra insisted. “Until they become their own person.”
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She let them all go because he was her home, her shelter. Her endless fire, burning through the dark.
As if it were weakness to share one's burdens with another. But I am with you now. I am yours, and I want you to lay your burdens down on me, Adaira.
I love you, more than these humble words and this everlasting ink can say. I love you, Jack.
"You don't know what you do to me," he whispered. "By you alone I could be undone."
Adaira raised her hand from the water to trace his collarbones, his golden half coin, flickering in the light.
"I know it well," she replied. "But only because you have done the very same to me."
She could call him whatever she felt like, because he was with her and that was all that mattered to him. He was breathing the same air as her, standing in the same moment with her.
“If I am weak for wanting you, then let me embrace that weakness and make it my strength,” he said, his gaze fixed on the west. “And if you must haunt me, then let me haunt you in return.”
「He didn’t sing for the isle or for himself. He sang for what had been and what could still be. He sang for Adaira.」
「He marveled at how his own heart could exist outside his body. “You don’t know what you do to me,” he whispered. “By you alone I could be undone.”」
「“She was home with Torin. She may have been in the west, with sunlight streaming in through the window, but she was home in his arms. She had never felt safer, or more deeply known and loved as he whispered her name.”」
「“You have made yourself like a blade that is hammered over fire and quenched in water. Day after day. But there is nothing weak in being soft, in being gentle.”」