Out of the millions and millions of people that inhabit this planet, he is one of the tiny few I can never have.

Lochie. The boy I once loved. The boy I still love. The boy I will continue to love, even when my part in this world is over too.

Being together, we harm nobody; being apart, we extinguish ourselves.

And I know how he feels–it’s so good it hurts.

And the very important fact that I'm here to worry with you and go through all of this - every little bit of it - by your side, even your worst-case-scenario, should it somehow come to that. You wouldn't be doing any of it alone.' Her voice drops and she looks down at our hands, fingers entwined, resting on her lap. 'Whatever happens, there will always be us.

I've never seen anyone sleep with their head hanging off the back of a wooden chair before - was the couch not comfortable enough for you?

If I move, if I speak, if I so much as blink, I'm going to lose this battle.