"He's still looking in my eyes. Staring me down like he did that dragon, chin tilted and locked. "I'm not the Chosen One,"he says.I meet his gaze and sneer. My arm is a steel band around his waist. "I choose you,"I say. "Simon Snow, I choose you."
"I let myself slip away... Just to stay sane. Just to get through it. And when I felt myself slipping too far, I held on to the one thing I'm always sure of - Blue eyes. Bronze curls. The fact that Simon Snow is the most powerful magician alive. That nothing can hurt him, not even me. That Simon Snow is alive. And I'm hopelessly in love with him."
"You were the sun, and I was crashing into you."
"What you are is a fucking tragedy, Simon Snow. You literally couldn't be a bigger mess."He tries to kiss me, but I pull back- "And you like that?""I love it."He says"Why?""Because we match."
"What you are is a fucking tragedy, Simon Snow. You literally couldn't be a bigger mess."He tries to kiss me, but I pull back- "And you like that?""I love it."He says"Why?""Because we match."