Aurelia Knight

He doesn’t love my soulmate. Not in any way that counts, and I pity him.

My eyebrows furrow in surprise, which is a normal response. But what I want to say is, how the fuck could you feel that way about the sun in human form

Wanted to kill her. Should have just fucking killed her.”

I pride myself on my self-control. More than that, it’s a pathological need. I crave control. So when my brain disconnects from my body and rage takes over, I have no idea how to take it back. This has never happened to me before

around his sky-blue eyes, and I have a knee-jerk reaction to tell