I loved you and you destroyed me. You took my heart and ripped it up. You might as well have staked me.
Richelle MeadEmerald green eyes studied us from a face that could have been sculpted by one of the classical artists I so admired. Shocked, I dismissed the comparison as soon as it popped into my head. This was a vampire, after all. It was ridiculous to admire him the way I would some hot human guy.
Richelle MeadI know how you guys feel about us. I'm not stupid, and believe me, I've tried to get you out of my head. But there isn't enough liquor or art or any other distraction in the world to do it. I had to stop going to Wolfe's because it was too hard being that close to you, even if it was all just pretend fighting. I couldn't stand the touching. It was agonizing because it meant something to me๏ผand I knew it meant nothing to you. I kept telling myself to stay away altogether, and then I'd find excusesโฆ like the carโฆ anything to be around you again.
Richelle MeadLove is . . .โ An old memory with Adrian came back to me, and some of the turbulent emotion I always carried within me these days welled up in my chest. It was stupid, feeling so lovesick when heโd been gone less than a day, but I couldnโt get him or the ways he described love out of my head. โ. . . a flame in the dark. A breath of warmth on a winterโs night. A star that guides you home.
Richelle Mead