Trust me, you can't play the game if you don't know the rules. And if you don't know the rules, someone's bound to get hurt.

Does it really matter if I choose the bus over a BMW, and generic over Gucci? Because the car, the wardrobe, the zip code-those are just nouns, things that are fun to have around, sure, but in the end, they have nothing to do with the real me. Nothing to do with who I really am.

Deep down inside, my heart knew the score. And I know that Haven was wrong. It's not always a case of one loving more than the other. When two people are truly meant to be, they love equally. Differently - but still equal.

...in the end, all I want is to be with him. It's the only way my life feels complete.

But the moment our eyes meet, I'm right back under his spell, a helpless hunk of steel to his irresistible magnet.

I look at him more than a little shocked by his words knowing how much he likes being right being in charge most people do.

You left me." Not realizing until I've said my final good-bye and closed the door behind me, that he's not referring to the past. He's prophesying our future.