Bree

“Times have changed, Sloane. I’m not scared anymore. You’re not my fucking friend. You’re just mine.”
― Elsie Silver, Powerless

“You and your sister are very dear to each other. To show your regard, you give each other lovely bouquets of lies.”
― Holly Black, The Darkest Part of the Forest

“You broke up with her last night?”
He nods … “You’re the love of my life. I assumed I would get over you eventually, but seeing you yesterday?” He shakes his head. “I couldn’t go home to someone else and pretend to love her with everything I have.”
― Christina Lauren, Love and Other Words

“And elsewhere in the woods, there is another party, one taking place inside a hollow hill, full of night-blooming flowers. There, a pale boy plays a fiddle with newly mended fingers while his sister dances with his best friend. There, a monster whirls about, branches waving in time with the music, There, a prince of the Folk takes up the mantle of king, embracing a changeling like a bother, and, with a human boy at his side, names a girl his champion.”
― Holly Black, The Darkest Part of the Forest