"So Sorscha lifted her head, even as her mouth trembled, even as her eyes burned, and stared down the King of Adarlan. "You destroyed everything I had, and you deserve everything that's to come," she said. Then she looked at Dorian, whose eyes were indeed wide, his face bone-white. "I was not supposed to love you. But I did. I do. And there is so much I wish . . . I wish we could have done together, seen together."