It's your way of fighting. You refuse to engage and then you can't lose.

Here's to many more firsts and many more great memories.

They called each other family and that’s what they were—sisters. Many people in the world had family of the heart, kin by choice rather than by blood, and hers had come along in her darkest hour and saved her life.

I’m quite capable of walking,” she pointed out. It is faster this way. Your legs are short.” They are not!

We never can just stop time. Or take moments back. Life doesn't work that way, does it?

If what he said was the truth, it broke her heart. If what he said was a lie, it was broken anyway.

The real question is, can you love the real me? Not the perfect person you want me to be, not that image you had of me, but who I really am.