CASSIAN SEEING THE DRESSER FEYRE ONCE PAINTED AND TOUCHING IT AS HE THOUGHT:
“She really did paint stars for herself…before she knew Rhys was her mate. Before she knew he existed.”
I’m on my knees. I’m crying screaming throwing up because their love is so precious and the tapestry of fate really made sure that their story would be the most beautiful one of them all. Also Cassian getting emotional about it, just as he does when he sees Feyre’s paintings of her starved human form and it devastates him and Rhys probably told Cass about her painting the stars excitedly and that’s how he knows—I cannot. I simply can’t. I’m missing them so much today.













