I have tried to let you go and I cannot. I cannot stop thinking of you. I cannot stop dreaming about you.
Welcome to Paris, Anna. I'm glad you've come.
I'd rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.
This doesn’t mean anything,” Haley whispers as she reaches up and pulls at the Velcro of my glove. “Yes, it does.” I bring my arms to my sides and the instant the gloves fall to the floor, my hands latch on to that beautiful body. “Tell me, Haley. Please tell me it does because this means something to me.
when he possessed her, they seemed to swoon together at the very borderland of life’s mystery.
When you cried, I learned what helplessness tastes like. Because all I could do was swallow.