" Now, I felt the urge to defy his father and his stupid agreement. To break a promise. To drown, lose gravity, make a mistake I couldn’t take back. Hunter gave me his back, walking away, making the decision for us. “You are my butterfly, Sailor. And maybe I’m not Gerald’s flesh and blood, but make no mistakes—when I finally catch you, I intend to capture you, too. "

― L.J. Shen , The Hunter (Boston Belles, #1)