But I guessed she would never stop wanting more for me, more from me. Maybe that's what mothers did.

America Singer, one day you will fall asleep in my arms every night. And you'll wake up to my kisses every morning.

The Swendish queen— whose name I couldn’t pronounce to save my life.

For you, someone kind of quiet and mysterious-" "I'm not mysterious," I interrupted. "You are a little. And sometimes people don't know whether to interpret silence as confidence or fear. They're looking at you like you're a bug so maybe you'll feel like you are one.

Yes, Maxon," I whispered. "It’s possible.

I'd spare your tears for the rest of your life if I could.

I hit your thigh!” “Oh, please. A man doesn’t need that long to recover from a knee to the thigh.