Quote of the Day
“Smile again,” he whispered.
I hadn’t smiled for him. Ever. Or laughed. Under the Mountain, I had never grinned, never chuckled. And afterward ...
And this male before me ... my friend ...
For all that he had done, I had never given him either. Even when I had just ... I had just painted something. On him. For him.
I’d — painted again.
So I smiled at him, broad and without restraint.
“You’re exquisite,” he breathed.
~ Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury