Цитаты из книги The Sweetest Oblivion

“Love . . .” she started. “I guess it feels like you’re falling . . . and he’s the only one who could catch you.”

He was comfort, security, and need, all in one.

It had a name.

Home.

“We are most alive when we’re in love.”

He nipped my bottom lip. “You make me fucking crazy.”

“Don’t blame me for your psychosis.”

“You are my psychosis.”

Regardless of what I was born into, I’d always thought of myself as a moral and honest person. Maybe my roots were too deep, or maybe love gave a woman a reason to let her dark colors shine, because I suddenly knew I would lie, cheat, and steal for this man.

I would burn the world for him.

He was King of the Cosa Nostra.

And he was all mine.

Benito texted me to ask how to know a woman wanted him if she’d already been paid to sleep with him.

Happiness filled my chest like a balloon, and I wondered if you could love someone so much you’d burst.

Nico didn’t treat me like glass. He shattered the reflection of an empty life staring back at me.

He taught me how to soar.

Her hair was a weakness of mine: black, silky, and long enough I could wrap it around my fist twice.