But when the other end of the line picked up, it was his voicemail that answered, not the man himself. "I know how devastated you must be to miss me," his cheery voice said, "but leave a message, and I'll try to ease your agony as soon as possible.

You can think whatever you want, do whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless.

Which is weird. But not the craziest thing I can think of Rose doing.ʺ I appreciated the support.

The Guardians wouldn't abandon the last Dragomir. And I wouldn't have abandoned Lissa even if there were a million Dragomirs.

My death will not be penciled on someone's calendar.

Don't fight them anymore.I'm going to go with them." "No. I won't let them take you." "You have to," I begged. He was breathing hard, every part of him braced and ready to attack. We locked gazes, and a thousand messages seemed to flow between us as the old electricity crackled in the air.

your eyes... they're beautiful.you're beautiful." *sigh*