#patch

He brushed my curls back off my face. “I never pictured my life so complete. I never thought I’d have everything I want. You’re everything to me, Angel. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#nora #patch #life

I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to the point that I began to believe Hank had gone back on his oath and killed you. I saw your ghost in everything. I couldn't escape you and I didn't want to. You tortured me, but it was better than losing you. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

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I love you more than I think I should. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#nora #nora-grey #patch #patch-cipriano #love

Are you gloating inside? That's what this is about, isn't it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!" [...] "I get that you're angry—," said Patch. "I am ripped apart!" I shouted. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

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Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

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One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was searching for. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

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I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

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I turned my face up to his. I could hardly look at him the same way. I was crying without realizing I'd started. "You made a deal with Hank. You saved my life. Why would you do that for me?" "Angel," he murmured, clasping my face between his hands. "I don't think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

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I needed him like I'd never needed anyone. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

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If anyone were to find out—” I began. Patch kissed me, hard, but with an amused glint in his eye. “If I get caught, it’ll mean the end of kissing you. Do you really think I’d risk that?” His face grew serious. “I know I can’t feel your touch, but I feel your love, Nora. Inside me. It means everything to me. I wish I could feel you the same way you feel me, but I have your love. Nothing will ever outweigh that. Some people go their entire lives never feeling the emotions you’ve given me. There is no regret in that. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

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