He kissed her, and their souls melted into each other in a melody older than time.

You have punished me long enough, you have punished yourself long enough. Return to me. I beg.

Because love was not the answer to every question. Because real love meant sacrifice. Sometimes love means letting go.

I love her because she has become something more to me. She become my life.

A bad boy can be very good for a girl.

The rose fell into his lap, and he looked up, startled. Mimi grinned. "Hey handsom" Mimi sent. "What's up?" Jack replied, without speaking. "Just thinking of you." Jack's smile deepened, and he threw the rose back at her so that it landed in her lap. Mimi tucked it behind her ear and fluttered her eyelashes appreciatively.

Do not cry for me, Azrael. Do not waste your tears. You made your decision. And this is mine. Sacrifice seems to be my destiny. A funny thing for a selfish man, isn't it? They always called me weak back then.