We’ll go.” Her voice is surprisingly deep and forceful. Set in her sunken, shipwreck face, her eyes burn like two smoldering coals. “We’ll fight.

“You have to understand. I am no one special. I am just a single girl. I am five…”

“I'd rather die loving Alex than live without him.”

“Nadie puede decirnos que no. Nadie puede detenernos. Nos hemos elegido el uno a…”

“Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge.”