A review by stines
Turning Pointe by Katherine Locke

4.0

“He said, “I love the parts of you that you forget to love.” I’ve loved him for so long that sometimes I forget how to love him. Sometimes I forget why I love him. Loving him is like breathing. It comes naturally. I don’t have to think about it. I never worried, before, about the day when I would not have him to love.”

““I know you hate letting go,” he whispers, his lips brushing against the bridge of my nose. His touch draws everything in me up and toward him until I’m pressed against him and my fingers clutch at his jacket. “But you trust me, right?”
“With my life,” I manage to say.
“Then trust me to catch you,” he pleads, his hand sliding from my waist up to my face. He cups my face with hands that have touched me a million times, but never like this. His thumb runs a path across my cheekbone and I swallow hard. “I’m not asking for anything right now. But trust me to catch you.”
“I trust you.””

“She is gravity. I am always falling back to her.”

“I start to tug the bobby pins from her hair, dropping them on the floor. I want to see my Aly again. The ballet dancer in her is on the same page as me, and right now I need to know the rest of her is too. We are both made of thousands of edges, and ballet is all of our seams. I want to be the stitching that keeps her all together.”

“I am in love with the way his head lifts up, the way his lips part. I am in love with the way he steps toward me, backing me up and against the wall. I am in love with his height, the way he towers above me, and I am in love with his hand, slipping up the side of my neck, holding me steady. Holding me. He smells like whiskey and rain and I am in love for the first time since I found ballet.”

“This is what I want, to feel wanted and loved and vulnerable and seen. Without losing myself. I once thought this was impossible, but in his hands, I am strong and fragile, wanted and wanting, seen and revered.”

“It’s like how we always were, but more. Maybe it was always like this and I never noticed. Maybe it doesn’t matter. Now when I touch her, she’s entirely mine. I always knew I was hers.”

“Ask me for the moon, Aly, I’d give it to you.”

i never do this but this book had SO MANY good quotes i just couldn't not

2 things:

1. the writing in this is mesmerizing
2. that ending was like whiplash but my god did it HURT