Valek: You know a death sentence hasn't kept us apart before. Yelena: Is that an order Valek? Valek: No, it's a promise!

We talked through Gillie's life from start to finish, including all her accomplishments and major life events. The woman fell asleep with a dreamy half smile still on her lips. I remained by her bedside. Cog would be amused by my efforts to comfort an upper. No. Not amused. Proud. I liked Ella. She was a good sort, much nicer than Trella, and I hoped she managed to survive the next thirty hours.

I balled my hands into tight fists to keep them from wrapping around Mr. I-Know-Everything's superior neck.

I'm your mother. I see all. Hear all. Know all.

Pretty stupid,” I called after his retreating form. “To give up before all possible solutions have been tried.

Poisoned, pursued and living with a psychopath. Not what I would consider the good life. Death has its perks.

Your fear remains strong. You are not ready to face your story, preferring instead to surround yourself with knots. Someday, they will strangle you.