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“She didn't possess Rhys's skill set, but having survived in the Court of Nightmares, she'd learned to read the subtlest of expressions. A mere blink, she'd once told him, might mean the difference between life and death in that miserable court. 'She's settled, then?'
Cassian knew who she meant. 'Taking a nap.'
Mor snorted.
'Don't.' His attention drifting to the glittering Sidra mere feet away. 'Please don't.'
Mor sipped her tea, the portrait of elegant innocence. 'We'd be better off throwing Nesta into the Court of NIghtmares. She'd thrive there.'
Cassian clenched his jaw, both at the insult and the truth. 'That's exactly the sort of existence we're trying to steer her away from.'
Mor assessed him with a bob of her thick lashes. 'It pains you seeing her like this.'
'All of it pains me.' He and Mor had always had this kind of relationship: truth at all costs, however harsh. Ever since that first and only time they'd slept together, when he'd learned too late that she'd hidden from him the terrible repercussions. When he'd seen her broken body and known that even if she'd lied to him, he'd still played a part.
Cassian blew out a breath, shaking away the blood-soaked memory still staining his mind five centuries later. 'It pains me that Nesta has become... this. It pains me that she and Feyre are always at each other's throats. It pains me that Feyre hurts over it, and I know Nesta does, too. It pains me that...' He drummed his fingers on the table, then sipped from his water. 'I really don't want to talk about it.”
Source: A Court of Silver Flames
“She didn't probe. Instead she waited for Brody to unburden himself in his own timing and in his own way.”
Source: To Tame a Cowboy
“She didn’t raise us to care about her,” Tsunami argued. “Kestrel was just keeping us alive, and if that’s what she wants, the best thing we can do is run away right now.”
“I’d like to be something more than alive,” Clay said fiercely. “I’d like to be the kind of dragon she doesn’t think I am — the kind they write prophecies about. That dragon would rescue her no matter how awful she is.”
Source: The Dragonet Prophecy
“She didn't realise that her family, her parents, her brothers and sisters, even her children, pretty much everyone in the village, had had the same problems, and what she called mistakes were, in fact, no more and no less than the perfect realisation of the normal course of things.”
Source: The End of Eddy
“She didn’t realize there was such a thing as being too strong too fast. She didn’t realize that even the strongest people could be dangerously close to breaking.”
Source: Emerald Dream
“She didn't really give him a second thought till he told her "You're beautiful".”
“She didn't relish being called "sweetheart," but something deep in her chimed at the word: this was a man who would let her go, if she was nice and pliant and didn't cause trouble. This was a man who wanted her to be the kind of woman who liked to hear "sweetheart," and that was a role she knew how to play.”
Source: Upright Women Wanted
“She didn't remember a time when she hadn't been angry.
...
She couldn't quell this relentless, churning anger. Couldn't stop herself from lashing out before she could be wounded.
She was no better than a rabid dog. She had been a rabid dog with Amren and Feyre. A beast, exactly like Tamlin. She hadn't even cared that she'd made it down the House stairs at last- did it count, when it was driven by fury?
Did she count- was she worth being counted?
It was the question that sent everything crumpling inside her.”
Source: A Court of Silver Flames
“She didn’t remember that Enrico hadn’t called back until she woke up in the middle of the night, shooting out of a dream. She squinted in the dark, trying to recall where she’d been--- and then it came back to her. She’d been standing on the cartoon ground in Mexico, rocky and dry and flat, watching a single peach blossom blow across its surface.
Birdie chased it, but it was too fast. It blew away from her.”
Source: The Secrets of Peaches
“She didn't remember the story, she was terrible with details, but she remembered the way it made her feel. It had this kind of warm, magical quality about it.”
Source: The Reading List
“She didn’t reply. She just walked away and left me all alone under the lonely cherry tree. Tears began to ripple in my eyes. I leaned on the trunk and buried my face into my hands and the tree. Maybe this was what it was like to be heartbroken. The bright noon at school suddenly felt like the deepest caves under the sea. The summer heat suddenly felt like Siberia’s chill.”
Source: A Play of the Cosmos: Script of the Stars
“She didn’t resist the rush of tears. If there was no sadness about leaving New York, then her time here would’ve meant nothing.”
Source: The Fifth Avenue Story Society
“She didn't say anything—at least, not with her mouth. Her eyes told me a different story. The only problem was that they each had a thousand tongues talking, each in a language I didn't speak.”
“She didn’t say anything. She opened the door of the car and backed out, holding the handbag and traveling case against her. She pushed the door shut with her foot. She looked in at him and again said, “Thanks,” as if she hated to say it.”
Source: The Expendable Man
“She didn't say goodbye. She set off up the street, dodging the pedestrians, walking fast. He watched her, waiting to see if she might look back. But of course she didn't. He knew she wouldn't. She wasn't the looking-back kind.”
Source: Archangel
“She didn't say it. But it was there in her eyes. Right there with that uncontainable arrogance when it came to her work. This was only about the surgery to her.
He thought about backing away, but he was sick of backing away from fights. So sick of it. "And doing your job well is sending her home where she can't be monitored, where she can't be treated? For what? To teach her a lesson? Put her in a corner until she comes around to where you need her to be? So you can prove your skill?"
She took a step back, but she didn't look away. "I don't need to prove my skill. But you seem to need to find someone to blame. Maybe you should try stepping up instead, and try finding a solution?"
Once again, was she bloody joking? He'd been stepping up and finding solutions for problems since he was twelve years old. Feeding his family, putting a roof over their heads. Real problems, not challenges he sought out to prove his skill. "I'm not blaming you for what's happened to Emma. Hell, I couldn't appreciate your skill more. But pardon me for wondering if this is about Emma at all for you, or if it's only about what you can accomplish."
A combination of emotions flashed in her strangely colored eyes; in the end, disbelief at being contradicted shone brightest. "Do you always judge people without knowing one damn thing about them? Or is it just me?"
He almost laughed. The woman had called him the hired help without giving it one thought and she thought he judged people? He turned around and looked at the idyllic white stucco home nestled into a a row of other idyllic homes, at the Tesla parked in the driveway, at the ease with which she had worn those rumpled scrubs at Ashna's and still looked like a bombshell. He wanted to ask her what the hardest thing she'd ever been through was, but he couldn't bring himself to. "I guess that would make two of us judging each other then, wouldn't it?"
Her cheeks colored. But this back-and-forth was useless. He wasn't here to bring down mighty egos.”
Source: Pride, Prejudice, and Other Flavors
“She didn't say so aloud, but True thought that maybe all the things she started to forget as the days passed by were only a dream away. She believed that maybe with her photo near her head, it would attract her memories of her mother like a wish to a well. That if she were lucky enough, every night those photos would make the memories of her mother that much harder to forget.”
Source: Crystal Key: Door to a New World
“She didn't say what she was really thinking -- that she didn't want the night to end. Threads of Kindness”
Source: Threads of Kindness: The Eleventh Novel in the Rosemont Series
“She didn’t scream into the room, but instead clung to him like she was drowning.He felt her body go limp in his embrace, and when her last throes of pleasure were done, he let go of the small thread of control holding himself together.Catching her mouth in a kiss that engulfed them. Pouring himself into her. If they were going to be apart tomorrow, he wanted her to feel him, mind, body and soul.“Why do I feel like you are saying goodbye?” she asked, breathless. He collapsed next to her, hand cupping her face. “Why do I feel like you aren’t?”
This part made me tear up especially after the beautiful moment they shared together.”
Source: Bound by Her
“She didn't see it because when it came to love, she saw what she wanted to see.”
Source: The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender
“She didn’t see me because of the reflection on the store windows, and she wouldn’t know me in this car anyway. In fact, she probably wouldn’t know me with shaggy hair and the beginnings of a beard. So I sat for a minute, watching her dusting bookshelves, either talking to herself or singing. Her feather duster had become a prop in whatever scene she had going.
She looked heart-stoppingly, breathtakingly beautiful, my Meg.”
Source: Perfect Glass
“She didn’t see what everyone else saw. She was too busy fighting for more; for the next victory, in whatever shape it might come- as small as counting the exact number of steps in a flight of stairs, as big as getting in the Ivy League. For a moment, sometimes longer, these victories slowed the treadmill on which her mind churned, the one that made her feel she could never keep up.”
Source: What Made Maddy Run: The Secret Struggles and Tragic Death of an All-American Teen
“She didn't shed a tear. Angels don't cry.”
Source: All You Need Is Kill 2
“She didn’t sound overjoyed. She didn’t sound even slightly joyed.”
Source: Can't Get Enough
“She didn't struggle and so she didn't grow”
“She didn't tell him white folks couldn't love the same as coloreds. She couldn't love the same neither though, cuz more than half of her was white.”
Source: Papa Was A Gypsy
“She didn't think in terms of "dom" being capitalized and "sub" being lowercase. To Erin, D/s wasn't about one person being worthy of a capital letter and the other not. It wasn't about unequal worth; it was about two equals sharing power, sharing sex and emotion. She didn't submit to him because she wanted to be debased or harmed, because she needed to be lesser than anyone. She was aware some people got off on that, and hey, whatever floats your boat. But when he dominated her, she felt cherished and adored, cosseted in those cherished moments between them-in a way she never achieved with anyone else.”
Source: Laid Bare
“She didn't think it was healthy to be drawn to someone for whom she felt so much jealously”
Source: Counterpart
“She didn’t think of the debt she was repaying, that each of the babies she brought into the world might someday be counted against the babies that had died, by her hand, after the war.”
Source: The Good Muslim
“She didn’t think that by hanging a chandelier from the ceiling you made a room with a chandelier. She felt you’d made another world, which you could slip in and out of by some vague process of application”
Source: Letters From Yelena
“She didn't think that she was superior to her visitor because she could speak in two languages, though not so well in English as in Gaelic, whereas he knew only one. After all, rich people and rich people's servants didn't know Gaelic: that was the way it was.”
“She didn’t trust Eunice. She trusted desperation.”
Source: Vice and Virtue
“She didn’t turn back. She knew his eyes were still on her, but she wouldn’t allow herself to look back. One more look at him and…
That would do it.
That would reverse everything.
That would change her mind.”
Source: Harp and the Lyre: Extraction
“She didn't understand how other people did it, how they just strolled right up to strangers and started conversations -- how they made themselves into people strangers would ever want to meet. She wasn't shy, not exactly. She was afraid.”
Source: Top Ten
“She didn't understand, I hope to God she never understands what I do, what I am. To be dammed by the darkness that lives inside me.
To be saved by her love.
No more half-truths. No more omissions.”
Source: Gabriel's Ghost
“She didn't understand that. "How can anyone be afraid of love?"
"How can they not?" His face was completely aghast. "When you love someone... truly love them, friend or lover, you lay your heart open to them. You give them a part of yourself that you give to no one else, and you let them inside a part of you that only they can hurt—you literally hand them the razor with a map of where to cut deepest and most painfully on your heart and soul. And when they do strike, it's crippling—like having your heart carved out. It leaves you naked and exposed, wondering what you did to make them want to hurt you so badly when all you did was love them. What is so wrong with you that no one can keep faith with you? That no one can love you? To have it happen once is bad enough... but to have it repeated? Who in their right mind would not be terrified of that?”
Source: Devil May Cry
“She didn't want any contact with Whitney at all. He was the boogeyman. He'd held absolute authority over her for her entire life. Defying him was difficult. It said a lot that Shylah was willing to die-that she would choose a horrific death rather than go back to him.”
Source: Toxic Game
“She didn't want food at all but rather, the feeling of emotional fullness, a hunger that could only be satiated by home, family, and familiarity.”
Source: Shark Heart
“She didn’t want her sister to glance at her future and report back what she thought was interesting. She wanted to see it herself, every little detail. She wanted to hold her fate in both hands and know its weight, its form, how far she could stretch it before it snapped back into shape.”
Source: Love and Other Wicked Things
“She didn't want me; she wanted all of me. I didn't mind saying it. My girlfriend scared the crap out of me.”
Source: Miracles, Inc.: A Novel
“She didn’t want resurrection. She wanted rest that didn’t require rebirth. She wanted to be seen without being punished for it.”
Source: Honey Girl: A Lyrical Southern Gothic Story of Love, Loss, and Redemption
“She didn't want to alienate herself from the very wealthy man that was about to offer her a job by declining the polite offer of a drink.”
Source: The Spirit of Imagination
“She didn’t want to be a queen. She didn’t want a war. She wanted peace. She wanted to protect others like her, to make the world safe for animages again. Veronyka wanted to fly in a flock, to be part of the Phoenix Rider resurgence, to stand among her fellows with pride and confidence, not above them.”
Source: Heart of Flames
“She didn’t want to be everlasting anymore. She wasn’t strong enough.
But maybe…maybe that was okay.”
Source: The Keeper of the Forest
“She didn't want to be in her head, didn't want to be in her body. Wanted the beating of drums and the riotous song of a fiddle to fill her with sound, to silence any thoughts. Wanted to find a bottle of wine and drink deep, let the wine pull her out of herself, set her mind drifting and numb.”
Source: A Court of Silver Flames
“She didn't want to comment on the way things were--there was nothing worthwhile to say”
Source: The Three-Body Problem
“She didn’t want to explain the recklessness, the pleasure of making the bad choice, the glory of at least this once, picking her own path to damnation.”
Source: The Coldest Girl in Coldtown
“She didn't want to go up to him and find him dead. She'd found enough dead people, their bodies soaking in bright red blood. Who knew there was do much blood in the human body? Or that it could be so sticky and get everywhere?”
Source: Dark Sentinel
“She didn't want to hate when it was so much more wonderful, joyous, to love.”
Source: West Side Story
“She didn’t want to keep talking about him as if everything was okay. Worst of all, she hated sorting through his mail. Reading the hatred people had for her family and worse, reading how others immortalized him into a god for what he’d done.”
Source: The Reaper's Daughter