I had this wild thought that he was the only one in all this chaos who was just like me, and that was comforting and profound all at once.

The fate of your heart is your choice and no one else gets a vote

If you didn't always have to choose between turning away for good or rushing in deeper. In the moments that it really counts, maybe it's enough - more than enough, even - just to be there.

[Adam picks up the camera] "I have to get a shot of this." The reaction in the room was swift, and unanimous: every single person except me raised their hands at once to cover their faces. The accompanying utterances, though, were varied. I heard everything from "Please no" (Maggie), to "Jesus Christ" (Wallace), to "Stop it or die" (I'm assuming it's obvious).

Like a blinking cursor on an empty page, it was just the first thing. The beginning of the beginning. But at least it was done.

I had stepped into his arms, showing him my raw, broken heart.

People get mad Annabel. Its not the end of the world.