I mean, at the end of the day, what the hell does it matter who I end up with if it can't be you?

This is the definition of happiness: a whole day stretching out ahead of me, beautiful in its emptiness and simplicity.

And I know how he feels—it’s so good it hurts. I think I’m going to die from happiness. I think I’m going to die from pain. Time has stopped; time is racing.

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

You've always been my best friend, my soul mate, and now I've fallen in love with you too. Why is that such a crime?

He will think Lochan wasn't loved, but he was, more deeply than most people are in a lifetime.

Willa’s big blue eyes, Willa’s dimpled-cheeked smile. Tiffin’s shaggy blond mane, Tiffin’s cheeky grin. Kit’s yells of excitement, Kit’s glow of pride. Maya’s face, Maya’s kisses, Maya’s love. Maya, Maya, Maya . . .