Sam: “You—you greatly overestimate my self-control.” Grace: “I’m not looking for self-control.
Maggie StiefvaterSea does the sweep of his eyes that he does, the one that goes from my head to my toes and back again and makes me feel that he's scanning the depths of my soul and teasing out my motivations and sins. It's worse than confession with Father Mooneyham. At the end of it, he says, "If you help, this will go faster.
Maggie StiefvaterI feel a strange, fierce squeeze in my heart when I see him, like pride, although there's nothing about Sean that I can take credit for.
Maggie Stiefvater"Grace," I said, my vision swirling now because of her blood smeared across my wrists, "Can you hear me?" She nodded then stumbled to her knees. I knelt beside her; her eyes were huge and afraid and my heart was breaking. "I'll come find you, I said. "I promise I'll come find you. Don't forget me. Don't-don't lose yourself."
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