I love a happy ending. They are so rare.

The waves of pain that had only lapped at me before now reared high up and washed over my head, pulling me under. I did not resurface.

Don't let anyone tell you that high school is supposed to be fun. High school is to be endured. College is fun.

Do you think I’ll ever get better at this? That my heart might someday stop trying to jump out of my chest whenever you touch me?

Spider-Man is such a whiny loser.

Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear.

I ached for the difference between Carlisle and me - that he could touch her so gently, without fear, knowing he would never harm her.