“Maybe this is just what living with an open wound is like, and all my pain and grief and fear are just spilling out of this hole in my chest and that's why I can't feel anything.” PainGriefSad Book:Entangled Source: Entangled
“His words crack my mind with the forced of an anvil. They shiver down my spine and make my knees tremble. I misheard that. I must have. Or he's wrong. It doesn't make sense, after all, what he's saying. It's absurd. But even as my dizzy thoughts churn, every stubborn piece of bravery and thin thread of hope turns frail.” PainShock Book:Entangled Source: Entangled
“Every brittle, suppressed feeling I have erupts, splintering into a thousand shards that rupture my organs. I let my body go limp, and I crumple, curling up like a dying bug in the dirt. A low, raw keening hits my ears. It’s soft, barely audible, but it whines out of my throat with grating force. My nails dig into my forehead, then into my hair, as if I can dig my grief out by the roots. Lucky. Jaykob. Dom. Jasper. Beau. Dead.” PainDeathGrief Book:Entangled Source: Entangled
“In the new darkness, I see Beau's lingering smile after he kissed me. Dom's slow, shocked pride when I delivered the weapons. Jasper's dark beauty as I curled up at his feet. Jaykob's smirk as he fucked me. Lucky's laughter as we fled Dom's room with a bazooka.” LoveMemoriesGrief Book:Entangled Source: Entangled
“I should have kissed him then. Kissed all of them. A thousand times, or maybe a million. It was only such a short time, but I could have kissed them more.” LoveGrief Book:Entangled Source: Entangled
“I've lost people before. I've never stopped losing people. Why did it never feel like this?” LossGrief Book:Entangled Source: Entangled