I unfolded the note, and it took me a few seconds to decipher Adrian’s writing. If he did write me a dating proposal, I really hoped he would type it.

So much grief, so much anger. So unlike the usual Adrian.

Eddie was intensely dedicated too. Adrian sometimes called him mini-Dimitri

What have I done?" I whispered. Jill put her arm around me, but it was Dimitri who spoke. "What you had to.

The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year old girl, a probably untrue story from a one-eyed Chihuahua trainer, and me unromantically – yet skillfully – kissing you on top of silverware and china?

Don’t take the high ground and assume you already know what you’ll do. The truth is, when it comes to someone you love, you’ll find there isn’t anything you won’t do.

But I did die once. (I don't recommend it.)