I spent the rest of the day doing little more than that. I skipped dinner. I shed a few tears. But mostly, I just sat on my bed thinking and growing more and more depressed. I also discovered the only thing worse than imagining Dimitri and Tasha together was remembering when he and I had been together. He would never touch me again like that, never kiss me again.
Richelle MeadBrayden met my eyes. His were hazel, almost like Eddieโs but with a little green. Not as much green as Adrianโs, of course. No oneโs eyes were that amazingly green.
Richelle MeadHe shrugged. "The same as any other. It's a way to make people feel better about themselves. Everyone likes feeling special. Being part of an elite group is a way to do that." "But you weren't part of it?" "No need. I already know I'm special.
Richelle Mead