He breathed out, not quite a laugh or a sob. "God, yes. Bianca, I love you so much. Even if I never see you again, even if we walk out of here into an ambush you set up with your parents, I am always going to love you.

You should go." "I can't." "Because you want to stare at the monster?" Alec's green eyes blaze, but with a wholly human fire now. "Or because you pity me?" I couldn't guess which possibility he loathes more. I fold my arms. "I can't leave because the door's locked. Believe me, I would've gone hours ago if I could have." "Oh. Of course." Then he looks so abashed--so boyish, and so handsome--that I almost want to laugh.

Either this guy really liked me, or I was inventing things in my head because I wanted him to like me. I was much too inexperienced to guess which.

Poor Lucas, always trying to protect me from danger. He’d never guessed that I was the dangerous one.

Nobody else will ever be able to save me if I’m not fighting as hard as I can to save myself.

forget normal, we're going to be extraordinary" -Lucas :)

Are you calling me a weirdo? Highest honor I can bestow.