Regret couldn't fix what he's broken. Apologies couldn't bring back what he's lost. What we'd lost.

I realized that I'd rather die with you than live with someone else.

Jace. This can't happen." I closed my eyes, thinking it would be easier to say without him looking back at me. But it wasn't. "This isn't about us. I can't leave Marc.

Great. "So not only am I not-human, but Death is my arch foe?" Who, me? Panic? "Anything else you want to tell me, while we're confessing?

Had I just begged for an audience with Death?

If Eastlake High School were the universe, I would be one of the moons circling Planet Emma, constantly hidden by her shadow, and glad to be there. Nash Hudson would be one of the stars: too bright to look at, too hot to touch and at the center of his own solar system.

I think we should all earn our place in the world. [...] We owe the world something. We owe the world everything.