“Clearing his throat, Kai murmured, “You have no idea how to dance, do you?” Cinder fixed her gaze on him, mind still reeling. “I’m a mechanic.” His eyebrows raised mockingly. “Believe me, I noticed. Are those grease stains on the gloves I gave you?”
Remember back when Cress was crazy in love with Thorne but she didn’t think he loved her back? Remember how it was after he gave her, her first kiss and she was so naive that, even though Thorne was the blind one, Cress was the one too blind to realize that he was obviously falling for her, for real, and in a way he’d never felt for other girls? Remember how Thorne would flirt with literally everyone but her because she was so special to him that he just couldn’t treat her like the others, and also he just didn’t think he deserved her at all. Remember how he thought that he’d sufficiently chased Cress off and made her see that she deserved better. So, he was convinced that she was no longer in love with him at the same time he’d fallen in love with her?
Remember how Thorne found out Cress was jealous, confessed his love, and they were together for real? Remember Thorne visiting Cress after the final battle, in which he’d been forced to hurt her and it seemed like they were destined to die for each other before they’d even had a chance to live?
Remember how he promised that he’d spend the rest of his life trying to become the man she always knew he could be so that he could endeavor to deserve her?
Remember how Cress, the girl who spent her entire life trapped, first with other shells and then in a satellite, got to travel with the boy of her dreams all over the planet she’d come to love? <33333
Maybe there isn’t such a thing as fate. Maybe it’s just the opportunities we’re given, and what we do with them. I’m beginning to think that maybe great, epic romances don’t just happen. We have to make them ourselves.