- Tears don't become us. - What becomes us? - Action.

When we kissed, it didn't matter that I had been a wolf hours ago, or that I would be a wolf again. It didn't matter that a thousand snares were laid for us as soon as we left this moment. All that mattered was this: our noses touching, the softness of his mouth, the ache inside me.

is this fragile love/ a way/ to say/ goodbye

I turned back to my extracurricular study of death and disease. Because no matter what Grace thought, I knew that in Mercy Falls, it's never over

The truth is, until you know any different, the island is enough. Actually, I know different. And it's still enough.

I didn't know," I start truthfully, "that it was the hard way when I started on it.

Mutual, respectful, enduring love is completely attainable as long as you swear you won't settle for less.