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“Lying is easy. But it’s lonely.“ "What do you mean?” “When you lie to everyone about everything, what’s left? What’s true?” “Nothing,” I say. “Exactly.”

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favorite books: the archived series - victoria schwab
“Lying is easy. But it’s lonely.“ "What do you mean?” “When you lie to everyone about everything, what’s left? What’s true?” “Nothing,” I say. “Exactly.”
favorite book couple [3/?] | mackenzie and wes | the archived
“I want you to stay out of it.” I close my eyes. “This isn’t your fight.”
“Do you really believe that?” says Wes, throwing the towel down on the table. “That just because you keep me at arm’s length, just because you don’t tell me what you’re going through, that it somehow stops it from being my fight too? That somehow you’re sparing me anything?”
“Wes-”
“You think I haven’t gone myself to every one of those crime scenes and searched for something - anything - to explain who’s doing this? You think I don’t lie awake trying to figure out what’s happening and how to help you? I care about you Mackenzie, and because of that, it’s never not going to be my fight.”
LIT MEME: 4/5 Protagonists Mackenzie Bishop, The Archived Duology
And then I get why Wes can’t stop smiling, even though it looks silly with his eyeliner and jet-black hair and hard jaw and scars. I am not alone. The words dance in my mind and in his eyes and against our rings and our keys, and now I smile too.
“Don’t say it,” I hiss, as her lips form the word. “Don’t mouth it. Don’t even think about it.”
“Okay,” she whispers. “…Templeton.”
I groan, but she cuts off the sound with a kiss. We’re gentler now, moving carefully over each other’s bruised and broken bodies, the crackle of pain swallowed up by the fact that Mackenzie Bishop is letting me kiss her. Mackenzie Bishop is kissing me.
“I’m glad you told me,” she says, breathlessly.
“I didn’t tell you,” I point out.
“Well I’m glad I found out.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because now I won’t laugh when we become Crew.”
“The funny thing about armor is that it doesn't just keep other people out. It keeps us in. We build it up around us, not realizing that we're trapping ourselves.” - The Unbound, Victoria Schwab.