Leslie?" Irial whispered. "What are you doing?" "Choosing." Tears were soaking the blanket under Leslie's face. "I'm mine. Not anyone else's." "I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl." And then he was gone, and her emotions crashed over her.
I like to read the ending first.
Love ans desire aren't the same
He didn't slam the door, didn't rage, didn't weep, he simply left.
and "good" doesn't mean he's worthy of you , does it ?
You say potato; I say potahto..." I say integrity; you say deceit.