I recently re-read The Host by Stephenie Meyer and again teared up when I read my favorite line.
“Ian squeezed my hand and leaned in to whisper through all the hair. His voice was so low that I was the only one who could hear. ‘I held you in my hand, Wanderer. And you were so beautiful.'”
Ah, even now there’s a stirring in my heart at those words.
Do you have a favorite line?