It doesn’t matter,” said Adrian, smiling. He rested a hand on my shoulder. “Some things are worth the trouble.

All we can go on is what we think, how we see the world. If you can't trust your own mind what can you trust?

You can't," I murmured, swallowing the tears back with great effort. "You can't keep saving me, can't keep trying to. It's too late." "No," he said. His heart was in his eyes, and it was ripping mine apart. "Not for you. Never.

Yeah according to my- Hey, are you staring at my chest? -Rose to Adrian

His warmth was all around me, as was his love, and again, I felt that completeness. I had that missing piece of my word back. The soul that complemented mine. My match. My equal. Not only that, I had my life back -my own life. I would protect Lissa, I would serve, but I was finally my own person.

Did Belikov bend the rules of time and space to get here so fast? He can do that, right?

My cigarettes and I are going outside. At least they show me respect.