“ It was better not to care but sometimes, people got in. Like a knife against armor, they found the cracks, slid past the guard, and you didn’t know how deep they were buried until they were gone and y… V.E. Schwab
“ Caring was a thing with claws. It sank them in, and didn’t let go. Caring hurt more than a knife to the leg, more than a few broken ribs, more than anything that bled or broke and healed again. Caring… V.E. Schwab
“ Are you ready ?" she asked, spinning the chamber.Kell gazed through the gate at the waiting castle. "No."At that, she offered him the sharpest edge of a grin. "Good," she said. "The ones who think the… V.E. Schwab
“ «This is why I run.»Because caring was a thing with claws. It sank them in, and didn't let go. Caring hurt more than a knife to the leg, more than a few broken ribs, more than anything that bled or br… V.E. Schwab
