Love didn't run on logic. It didn't follow neat lines or a list of priorities.

“Will you just tell me, Brian.I need you to tell me you love me.""I'm getting to…”

“He waved cheerfully, then opened the door, tripped over the threshold, and as h…”

“But you? Are you all right? You're a bit pale.""Am I?" Small wonder, she though…”

“It's the wrong choice,Gennie.""Serena," Justin said warningly, but she turned o…”