I swallowed. He closed what gap was left between us, and I had to lift my chin to see him. He looked down at me.
"Because ever since that first day I met you, I've gone to sleep every single night thinking about you, and every morning when I wake, my first thoughts are of you."
He stepped impossibly closer and lifted his hands, cupping my face, his touch so gentle it was barely there.
"When I'm not with you, I wonder where you are. I wonder what you're doing. I think about how much I want to touch you. I want to feel your skin, your hair, run every dark strand through my fingers. I want to hold you, your hands, your chin."
His face drew nearer, and I felt his breath on my skin.
"I want to pull you close and never let you go," he whispered.
"Today was the day a thousand dreams would die, and a single dream would be born.”
His arms circled around me, his face nestled in my hair, holding me so tight I could almost believe we would never part again. I breathed him in, his touch, his voice, and for a moment as long and short as a heartbeat, all of the world and its problems disappeared and there was only us.
If one can't be trusted in love, one can't be trusted in anything. Some things can't be forgiven.
“Concede?” Kaden asked again.
“In hell,” Rafe repeated.
“I should go,” Rafe whispered. I glanced back at him. He was so close I could smell the cider on his breath, could feel his pulse, the gallop of his thoughts, every nerve in me raw, the night itself closing in on me.
I grabbed his arm. “No,” I said. “Please. Don’t go yet.”
"Just this morning I’d been afraid that I might never meet the young man who loved her so. Now I feared if I ever did meet him I would cut out his heart with a dull knife and feed it to the gulls."
“Sometimes we’re all pushed to do things we thought we could never do.”
“I saw sadness when I looked at what was left of them. The demigods who had once controlled the heavens had been brought low, humbled to the point of death. I always imagined I heart their crumbled masterpieces singing an endless mourning dirge. I turned, looking at the wild grass shivering across the plateau. "I see only reminders that nothing lasts forever, not even greatness."
"Some things last."
I faced him. "Really? And just what would that be?"
"The things that matter.”
Once upon a time,my child, there was a princess no bigger than you. The world was at her fingertips. She commanded, and the light obeyed. The sun, moon, and stars knelt and rose at her touch. Once upon a time...
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