I'll find you," he says, watching me with the eyes I remember. "I won't let you go again

Because if it weren’t for me, Lena and Alex would never have been caught at all. I told on them. I was jealous.

What glitters may not be gold; and even wolves may smile; and fools will be led by promises to their deaths.

Yeah, but our choices are limited. We choose from a list that they chose for us." She said. "Well, Choices are supposed to be limited. That's life" I snapped

The house, the pond, the tree-it was all both overwhelmingly familiar and different from what she remembered-smaller and shabbier, somehow. It was like waking up to find that your reflection in the mirror had aged overnight, or had sprouted a new mole: You were forced to admit that things changed, whether you gave them permission to or not.

Until, one day, she wasn’t.

If you want something, if you take it for your own, you'll always be taking it from someone else.