I start to follow her, and Alex grabs my hand. "I'll find you," he says, watching me with the eyes I remember. "I won't let you go again." I don't trust myself to speak. Instead I nod, hoping that he understands me. He squeezes my hand. "Go," he says.
Lauren OliverNow, after so many years, I understand what the Coldness was and where it came fromโthis sense that everything is lost, and worthless, and meaningless.
Lauren OliverBecause?' I prompt 'Because I'm sorry, but I can't help it, and I really need to kiss you right now.
Lauren Oliver