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141 " Are you ready?” I nodded. The cold metal tip pressed against the thin skin inside my elbow. I held my breath. He slid the needle under the skin and my breath caught. My eyes closed. The light was dim, but he found a vein immediately. And then a painful pressure filled my arm as he injected the liquid. I’d done it every day. The routine was familiar. But this was not—this feeling of slow, throbbing pain mixed with the thrilling pleasure of his proximity. My lips parted. The new compound shot through me, making me light-headed. I gripped the edge of the table so hard the surgical instruments rattled "
― Megan Shepherd , The Madman’s Daughter (The Madman’s Daughter, #1)
142 " Story ideas are the dreams of our waking minds "
― Megan Shepherd
143 " what about scars?” Edward asked. “What about broken bones? Your creations don’t show any signs of surgery.” “A happy accident of my banishment. The island’s isolation means there is almost no disease here. A body can heal in a matter of days if there is no risk of infection. Quite remarkable. I daresay many of my attempts in London failed solely from the polluted city air. "
144 " He hit it again and again, determined to set that bookshelf straight. Determined to do something right, "
145 " after so much wrong. "