It is pointless to believe what you see, if you only see what you believe.
Brave thoughts, but am I ready to follow through on them?
The memory fades, and Iām left hanging on to the ghosts of his words.
I take a step toward him and grin cheerfully. "With all due respect, I don't see the Republic tacking up wanted posters with your pretty face on them.
I feel so out of place here. No matter how much money the Republic throws at me, I will forever be the boy from the streets.
When had Eden grown up? I feel like I blinked and missed it.