It was near curfew time, and I was dropping him off for the night. He shook his head. "Rose, I don't know if you're crazy or not, but I'm actually starting to think you might be the best guardian- or soon-to-be guardian- out there." "Did you just give me a serious compliment?" I asked. He turned his back on me and headed inside his dorm. "Good night.
Richelle MeadThen why are you crying?โ โBecause of you!โ I beat my fists on his chest. โBecause I love you, and I donโt know what to do! I can solve almost any problem, but I canโt solve this. I donโt know how to deal with that. And Iโm afraid! Afraid for you! Do you know what itโd do to me if something happens to you?โ I stopped hitting him and clasped my hands over my own chest, as though there was a danger my heart might fall out. โThis! This would break. Shatter. Crumble. Crumble until it was dust.โ I dropped my hands. โBlown away on the wind until there was nothing left.
Richelle MeadAnd I told you, I'm not going to pursue another man's girlfriend. You want to talk honor. There it is in its purest form
Richelle MeadWow,โ said Adrian. He sat down on the bed and tested its bounciness, giving it a nod of approval. โThis is amazing. What do you think, buttercup?โ โI have no words,โ I said honestly. He patted the spot beside him. โWant to try it out?
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