Some things are private. Some things needed to be said, even when the person who needed to hear them couldnโt hear anything. Ever again.
Rachel VincentShe wasn't feeling nothing. She was feeling too much. She was blocking it all out. That was a survival skill, and her still-beating heart was proof that it worked.
Rachel VincentโThe three of you are enough to drive a mara mad. 'She can wear my shirt,โ" she growled in imitation of Nash."No, she can wear my shirt," she said switching to Tod's smoother tone.Then Sabine took off down the hall without a glance at any of us."I have a spare. Come on, Kaylee, before I choke on testosterone and melodrama.โ
Rachel Vincent