If that happens to us," she whispered, unable to wrap her mind around the idea of a life so long and so full of tragedy, "if we feel ourselves, who we are together, becoming lost in time, I don't want to Sleep. I want to say good-bye when I'm still me and you're still you.
Nalini SinghFathers and mothers,โ she found herself saying, โleave their mark, no matter if weโve known them a lifetime or only a day.
Nalini SinghBrenna was fixing some kind of a small computronic device when he found her in her quarters. โJudd,โ she said, putting down her tools. โYou canโt be here. The dissonanceโโ He interrupted her panicked words. โI need to ask you something important.โ โWhat could be more important than your life?โ She sounded close to tears. โYour life. If you die, I donโt know if Iโd stay sane.โ A simple truth.
Nalini SinghSome wounds should be healed, no matter how much time has passed or how much time is left.
Nalini SinghDo you think you have the right to give me orders now?" The Archangel of New York, a creature so lethal that part of her feared him even now, lifted the hair off her nape, brushed his lips across her skin. "Of course. You are mine." No hint of humor, nothing but stark possession. "I don't think you've quite got the hang of this true love thing.
Nalini SinghI shut up everything inside. Everything." Words ground out through clenched teeth. "I thought if I could hold it, just hold it, it would be fine. But it's not." "Why?" she asked. "Why are you losing control so badly?" The answer, when it came, broke Sascha's heart. "Hawke." It was an almost soundless whisper. "Oh, Sienna." She stroked her hand over the girl's hair, even as her mind worked at piercing speed. "Has it been cumulative?" Sienna nodded. "The second I met him, everything crumbled, my shields, my conditioning, everything!
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