I couldn’t remember a time when I felt the type of love Miruna had. Eternal love. The kind which keeps one going when one is ninety and alone.

There are two types of men, Karolina. The ones who can admire the greatness of the little flower. Or the ones who try to control it.

For a second, fire flared inside of him, not like mine, but the fire of a man about to lose control.

A star becomes a sun, under the pressure of darkness.

she told me to be my own hero. Inside of all of us was the potential for greatness—all it took was a change in perspective. “You can burn brighter than they can, if you have too.

she told me to be my own hero. Inside of all of us was the potential for greatness—all it took was a change in perspective.

You can burn brighter than they can, if you have too.

Realization hit his face like a bomb. His hand trembled on my cheek, and he looked down to the ground, no longer able to hold my gaze.

Do you want me?” he whispered. It was a simple but loaded question. The answer, like it could remove all anguish from the past few weeks, stood out in my head. “Yes.