Love trumps logic?" "Every time.

I doubt I would ever be missed. Noted absent, charged delinquent, reprimanded but never missed.

Trusting is hard. Knowing who to trust, even harder.

Lying to yourself is easy, too. I know. It's much harder to stay and deal with consequences.

Yelena.” I halted in the doorway, looking back over my shoulder. “You once said I wasn’t ready to believe your reason for killing Reyad. I’ll believe you now.” “But I’m not ready to tell you,” I said and left the room.

Before Kiki and I headed toward the Keep, I thanked my friends. “For what? We didn’t do anything,” Janco grumbled. “For caring enough to follow my guards. And the next time, I might need the help.” “There better not be a next time,” Ari said, giving me a stern look. “How touching,” Janco said, pretending to wipe his eyes. “Get going, Yelena. I don’t want you to see me cry.” He faked a sniffle. “I’m sure your ego can handle it,” I said. “Or will you need to beat up some trainees to feel like a man again?” “Very funny,” he said.

I took three steps and was wrapped in his arms, where I belonged. No confusion here. No worries here. No troubles here.