It matters to me. That's what you don't get. You can't understand. You can't understand what it's like knowing what I did. That whole time being Strigoi...It's like a dream now, but it's one I remember clearly. There can be no forgiveness for me. And what happened with you? I remember that most of all. Everything I did. Everything I wanted to do.
Richelle MeadHow is Angeline?โ asked Dimitri. โIs she improving?โ Eddie and I exchanged glances. So much for avoiding her indiscretions. โImproving how exactly?โ I asked. โIn combat, in following the dress code, or in keeping her hands to herself?โ โOr in turning off caps-lock?โ added Eddie. โYou noticed that too?โ I asked. โHard not to,โ he said.
Richelle MeadOh," he said to Kiyo, voice completely devoid of emotion. "I see. It's your turn again.
Richelle MeadAdrian suddenly made an abrupt turn onto a side street we'd nearly driven past. I jerked upright as he clipped the curb. "What are you doing? Think about your tires!
Richelle Mead