Swiftcurrent Creek [m] Fallen to her knees, but you couldn't ever tell

Cackling over how monumental this is going to be for Rev

Did they love you, or did they love an idea of you?

She thought of Bjarna, who loved a sister who could not stay.
And Lestan, who loved a woman who could not be brave.
She thought of The Gilded Sea, and a family that had so desperately needed Ophelia, the girl with the nurturing touch and the courage to stand for what was right. That wasn't her. Maybe Arric was right — maybe none of them really loved her, because none of them really knew her. And even if her new family wasn't yet tired of her, Reverie had already hurt them. She couldn't think of them as being unworthy, though, whatever they may feel about her.
I think it's okay to get tired of me. I can be - well, tiring. Not everyone can handle it, and that's okay. Everyone has to put their own happiness first, right? Reverie smiled self-consciously, but the expression faded quickly. I don't know if anyone has ever really loved me for me, to be honest. I don't know if anyone has ever really known me. I haven't gotten much of a chance... To know myself. For some reason she couldn't get the words out.