Time to the face the music.

Great rationalizations. All of which her adrenal gland middle-fingered and then carried right on.

On the chessboard of his godforsaken existence, the pieces were lined up, the play preordained. Man, so many times in life you didn't get to pick your path because the way you went was decided for you. Free will was such bullshit. -Vishous's thoughts

Love can conquer everything but reality. Which will win every stinking time.

You've always had me ... and my heart. My soul. Everything. I wish it hadn't taken this long for me to man up.

Bacon's on the way." He smiled. "Hey, they like you!" Wrath to Beth after the brother's bow to her.

Indeed, Xcor stayed away for the wrong reason, the bad reason, an unacceptable reason—in spite of all his training, he found himself choosing Throe’s life over ambition: His anger had taken him in one direction, but his regret had led him in another. And the latter one was what won out.