She just got out of the hospital. Why don't you go gossip behind her back, like decent people?

We’re days away from going full scale against Malone, and in the meantime, we’re under fire from above. And I’m about as useful as a three-legged dog.” “You’re much more useful than any kind of dog, mi vida.” Marc purred and pressed me into the counter, his hands on my hips. I couldn’t resist a smile. I was a real sucker for Spanish.

Maybe I won't look so bad when you're not standing next to me.

Because in most cases, I believe that people deserve a second chance. And because I couldn't have lived with myself if I'd stood by and let them both die souless, when I could have helped.

I liked that about her. I liked how laid back she was, when she wasn’t trying to stab me.

There were a million What Ifs that could have stopped the whole thing. A million things I wished I'd done differently. But in the end, I was left with what actually happened. With my mistakes and his.

Unfortunately, what my head wanted and what my heart wanted were two completely different things.