I'm trying to keep"― he huffed, shifting his weight as the treetop bounced him―"my promise!"
I blinked my wet blurry eyes, suddenly sure that I was dreaming.
"When did you ever promise to kill yourself falling out of Charlie's tree?

“I never hurt Grandpa or Sue or Billy. I love humans. And wolf-people like my Ja…”

“—¿Alguna otra cosa? —exigí saber.—Pronunciaste mi nombre.—¿Mucho?—Exactame…”

“Edward and I had not had a last grand scene of farewell, nor did I plan one. To…”

“non piangere, Wanda. Resterai con me.»«Otto vite» sussurrai stretta a lui, con …”