The Angeles air was quiet, and for a while I laid still, listening to the sound of Maxon breathing.

It turns out I'm absolutely terrible at staying away from you. It's a very serious problem.

I'm not so stupid as to believe that you've completely forgotten about your former boyfriend. I know you think there are others here more suited for me and this life, and I wouldn't want you to rush into trying to be happy with any of this. I just... I just want to know if it's possible.

Heal my heart and make it clean, open up my eyes to the things unseen, show me how to love like you have loved me.

Great. Now the queen thought I was a misfit, too.

I had been so mad at him when I left, I'd given them back. All except for the one that stuck to the bottom of the jar. He smiled. "They're at home, waiting." "For what?" His eyes glittered. "That, I cannot say.

He must love you very much,' Gavril said once I had my footing. I couldn't look at him. 'What makes you say that?' Gavril sighed. 'I've known Maxon since he was a child. He's never stood up to his father like that.