But he didn’t let go. And when she awoke before dawn, warm and safe and rested, Rowan was still holding her hand, clasped to his chest.Something molten rushed through her, pouring over every crack and fracture still left gaping and open. Not to hurt or mar—but to weld.To forge
-Sarah J. Maas
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