Nothing happened. Maybe it did. Who knows?
I have everything one could only dream of.
Being around him is like standing under a cloud raining acid.
Why does it feel like Emilian’s constantly reading my mind?
I am a clean sheet of paper, inside and out. What I think will be written and carried out.
Because of mom’s actions, everything I had with Misa may be over.
I have to tell you something…
Clay gets a hookup from Earth.
I screamed so loud, for years…
I feel my sunflower move closer to me, gripping my shoulder. I think it’s afraid… Because I am.
I slam the accept button and grip the steering wheel. If this woman makes me crash my truck…
I’m so disappointed in myself I can’t look at my reflection. I’ve never cheated on anything.
We touch each other’s hands as we reach for the papers.
We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.
It was like I walked into her light and felt this immense harmony deep down. Everything was in balance.
Moldable metal magic shell.
With his usual murderous glare, Emilian watches me approach.
A different kind of spring cleaning.
This is when men’s word spells work the fastest—when I’m melting.
With every passing minute not knowing my grade, I die a little inside.