True love is usually the most inconvenient kind.
I curled closer to May, comforted by her warmth.
No, I’m not choosing him or you. I’m choosing me.
You’re too beautiful for your own good. Once you leave, we’ll have to send some of the guards with you. You’ll never survive on your own, poor thing.
Despite the knowledge that her affections were unattainable, I couldn't help but be drawn to try.
Live your life. Be happy as you can be, let go of the things that don't matter, and fight.