Her dark-eyed glare narrowed on me. "You could have least given him a shirt, Kaylee." "Like you're an expert on when it's appropriate to wear a shirt." Sabine bristled. "This seems headed into girl-fight territory," Tod said. "Should I make popcorn?
Rachel VincentI should have said something. ... But my mouth wouldn't open, and the longer I stood there in silence, the better I can to understand the problem. It wasn't that I had nothing to say to him. It was that I had too much to say.
Rachel VincentI still loved Marc desperately and couldnโt imagine life without him. Jace wasโฆsomething else. Something I could feel but couldnโt articulate. Something I wanted, and hadnโt been able to resist in my grief-weakened state. He was something that would have to wait.
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