The problem with having so many people call me by nicknames was that when someone called me by my actual name, it usually meant something serious was happening.
Richelle MeadAdrian stood there leaning against the doorframe, watching me with his heart in his eyes. In my chest, my own heart was breaking. On my cheek, the lily reminded me who I was.
Richelle MeadIโm telling you, youโd like him. He goes to a public school and just started at Spencerโs. The other day, he was going off on unaerobic vs. aerobic respiration, and I was thinking, โYou know who this sounds like? Melbourne.โโ -- Trey
Richelle MeadYou fixed yourself. You didnโt need me.โ โNo, Sydney.โ My voice was ragged. โI do need you. You have no idea how much I need you.
Richelle Mead