Wyn Connor Quotes

No," he says quietly. "In every universe, it's you for me. Even if it's not me for you.

Generous, thoughtful, endlessly curious, painfully empathetic, funny, vast. Not nice. Nice was the mask Wyn Connor led with.

I can't keep looking at him. But within hours of meeting Wyn Connor, it's obvious he has his own gravity. I can't bring myself to look at him straight on in the full light of day, always start loading dishes or drawing a net through the pool when he's too close. From the early mornings curtained in mist to late at night, my subconscious tracks him. I'm living two separate weeks. One of them is bliss, the other torture. Sometimes they're indistinguishable.

But within hours of meeting Wyn Connor, it's obvious he has his own gravity.

I’m not saying anyone thought I was stupid,” he says. “But that’s how it felt. Like I was the one who didn’t have anything going for him except that I’m nice.” “Nice?” I can’t help but scoff. Generous, thoughtful, endlessly curious, painfully empathetic, funny, vast. Not nice. Nice was the mask Wyn Connor led with. “I wanted to be special, Harriet,” he says. “And since I wasn’t, I settled for trying to make everyone love me. I know how ridiculous that sounds, but it’s true. I spent my whole life chasing things and people who could make me feel like I mattered.

I feel the moment his gaze lifts off me and returns to the windshield, but he’s left a mark: from now on, dark cliffs, wind racing through hair, cinnamon paired with clove and pine—all of it will only mean Wyn Connor to me. A door has opened, and I know I’ll never get it shut again. Regency era or not, in a lot of ways, he ruins me.

In every universe, it's you for me. Even if it's not me for you" Wyn Connor