Itโs easy to want peace and love in hypothetical situationsโthen reality sets in, and sometimes we have to do whatโs ugly.
Richelle MeadReally, it's my fault. It was there. A hundred times there. How often did I see it? I knew. It kept happening. Over and over, you'd say you were through with him...and over and over, I'd believe it...no matter what my eyes showed me. No matter what my heart told me. My. Fault.
Richelle MeadHe tilted his head to the side, still watching me in that same, disconcerting way. โSome things are true, drunk or sober. You should know that. You deal in facts all the time.โ โYeah, but this isnโtโโ I couldnโt argue with him looking at me like that. โI have to go. Waitโฆ you didnโt take the cross.โ I held it out to him. He shook his head. โKeep it. I think Iโve got something else to help center my life.
Richelle MeadThat was Sydney Sage," said Lissa. "I thought they were all in West Virginia. Why isn't she with Rose?" "That," said Abe darkly, "is an excellent question." "Because they were apparently kidnapping Jill Mastrano in Detroit," said Christian. "Which is weird. But not the craziest thing I can think of Rose doing.
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