“Talking to her is like coming home and finding the furniture in every room rearranged. The same pieces are there, the same sense of comfort, but nothing is exactly the where you'd expect.”
C.J. Redwine“I'm honor-bound not to struggle with this since you just retrieved it all by yourself. Please do me the courtesy of pretending this is hard for you as well.”
C.J. Redwine“Maybe that's what love is. Giving others the power to hurt you and trusting they'll use it to heal you instead.”
C.J. Redwine“You're worth so much more than anything I can give you. If you can't believe that right now, believe in me.”
C.J. Redwine“I never thought it was fair that anatomy decided what my brain was fit for.”
C.J. Redwine, Defiance“I ache to hear her tell me she loves me, but forcing her to put words to how she feels pushes her further into the silence she seems comfortable calling home now. I tell myself to be patient and understanding, but inside there's a longing only those words will fill, and it hurts to ignore it.”
C.J. Redwine, Defiance