"Never break someone's heart," I said. "They only have one."
"Never break someone's heart," I said. "They only have one."
Victoria didn't even look up from her book.
"Break their bones instead."
I blinked.
"What?"
Victoria turned a page.
"They have two hundred and six of those."
I sighed. Her gray eyes met mine.
"Get used to it, Theodore. You're stuck with me anyway"
Putting the bone count in the title turns the whole thing into a love letter written as a threat, and I laughed at that. Victoria reads like someone who would never say the words out loud and would still show up with soup when you're sick. I bet Theodore ends up saying it first and she just turns another page :)
Theodore is the soft one and Victoria is the menace who already decided he's staying. I'd bet she keeps that book up so he can't see her smiling.