And there’s nothing more fascinating than a girl who knows how to love, even after all the trauma ensued. She faced each day with a hope, a hope so deep in her soul that even the devil himself could not take it away from her. She danced with evils and laid with nightmares and survived and flourished and fought her way to the top of wherever she wanted to be. She is resilient in its finest form and she will be momentarily damaged, but she will never be broken.
— From a Book I’ll Never Write #43