“You can tell a million different stories about love. Especially when it’s love with someone who’s different.” You mean a monster?” Coleman said. “Well, that’s what you think at first. But it’s like, um, Beauty and the Beast. When you find out that the monster is actually . . . nice.” ...... “But doesn’t real love work the other way round?” Kiralee asked. “You start by thinking someone’s fabulous, and by the end of the piece you realize he’s a monster!” “Or that you’re the monster yourself,” Oscar said.”
Book:Afterworlds
