How did we get to this place where we had to be tough all the time and never said how much we loved each other?
When something awful happens, sometimes people get stuck.
But you are right, being stupid is not illegal. Otherwise half this town would be behind bars.
It's easier to remember your lies if they're close to the truth.
Yes, I was good at reading people. I studied them so I could put them in my novels.
Or that I couldn't stand to watch anything bad happen to you, because it was like it was happening to me too. Is that love?