And feast on the dead, I thought with a shudder. As if he could read my thoughts, he pressed a hand to my shoulder. His fingers were long and white, splaying over my arm like a waxen spider. If the gesture was meant to comfort me, it failed.

Leigh Bardugo
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  1. I don't care if you danced naked on the roof of the Little Palace with him. I love you, Alina, even the part of you that loved him.
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  3. The moment our lips met, I knew with pure and piercing certainty that I would have waited for him forever.
  4. They are orphans again, with no true home but each other and whatever life they can make together on the other side of the sea.
  5. They had an ordinary life, full of ordinary things-if love can ever be called that.
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