Friendship, Roland realized, was its very own kind of love.

He had the innate sense that something bad was just around the bend, but a hope that something incredible was waiting in the distance. It had to be. His burning love for her cursed through him until he felt so full he didn’t know whether he would fit through the portal.

Sometimes beautiful things come into our lives out of nowhere. We can't always understand them, but we have to trust in them. I know you want to question everything, but sometimes it pays to just have a little faith.

Lys," he whispered. "Do you know what's coming?" "Yes," she whispered. "And you know that I'll be with you until the end?

Please don't worry. I will always come for you. I won't let you go until you understand that." "Then I refuse to understand," she said.

The tender pressure of his lips soothed her, like a warm drink in the dead of the winter, when every part of her felt so cold.

And the way he looked at her was so intense, his big green eyes probing into her, like he approved of everything she held inside.