It's a rare person to face who they are and not run from it - not be broken by it. - Sarah J. Maas

She looked at them, at the three males who meant everything — more than everything. Then she smiled with every last shred of courage, of desperation, of hope for the glimmer of that glorious future. “Let’s go rattle the stars.

With each day he felt the barriers melting. He let them melt. Because of her genuine laugh, because he caught her one afternoon sleeping with her face in the middle of a book, because he knew that she would win.

Hello, Feyre darling,” he purred.