Because she was raw and uncertain, and she liked to keep all the messy parts of herself to herself. ... As much as Lena liked to hide the mess and display the finished product, by this point she was all mess and no product.
Ann BrasharesBridget's anger evaporated and the sadness came back. The anger was easier. She owned and controlled it, whereas the sadness owned her.
Ann BrasharesTags: sadness emotions anger depression
I killed her once and died for her many times
Ann BrasharesI always search for her; I always remember her. I carry the hope that someday she will remember me.
Ann BrasharesShe had never had a boy talk to her like that. There was no cover of bullshit, no flirtation, no added charm, but his look was searing. He was different from anyone she had known.
Ann BrasharesShe cared about him too much, and he was a dangerous person to love. He wouldn't love her back.
Ann BrasharesShe remembered me.' This was his worst weakness, his most toxic drug.
Ann BrasharesHe's had a lot of chances to care, and he hasn't.
Ann BrasharesHe tricked himself into thinking that she would look into his eyes and remember, that love would conquer all.
Ann BrasharesHe'd pushed her. He'd scared her. He'd besieged her. He'd vowed he wouldn't, and he did.
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