HE was standing across the street, staring at her with a look of shock and dismay. One look in Oliver's eyes and she knew he knew. But how? How could he have known? The'd been so careful to keep their love a secret. The grief etched all over his face was too much to bear. Schuyler felt the words catch in her throat as she crossed the stree to stand in front of him. "Ollie...it's not..." Oliver shot her a look of pure hatred, turned on his heel and began to run away. "OLIVER, please,let me explain.

I still love you. I will always love you, and that is all that matters. I will forgive you anything, and I will forgive you this.

You're late," she said, tapping her watch. "No, you're just early.

you're the liar" - Mimi Force

Bonds are like rules, they're meant to be broken.

Memories were moving pictures in which meaning was constantly in flux. They were stories people told themselves.

A picture is worth a thousand texts.