Heather

Nalia had never heard him speak about anyone else in his life: family, friends, lovers. It was as if Malek operated in a universe of his own, disproving the human expression no man is an island

You hate me,” she whispered, reminding him.

When he answered, his voice was rough. “No I don’t.”

Not now, she thought. After a lifetime of wanting to be loved, she didn’t think she could bear it if it finally happened just before she was about to die

Fear is your greatest enemy. Conquer fear and you conquer yourself. Conquer yourself and you conquer the world

His love made her hate impotent. It sagged before his adoration like a wilted flower