Juliet Had It Easy; She Never Had

I've Heard A Lot About You, Rose. Don't Worry. It Was All Good." "no, It Wasn't.

What Am I Supposed To Do With A Wool Coat? Especially Here In Palm Springs?” “sleep With It,” He Suggested. “think Of Me.

Don't Get Caught Up In Fashion Games. These Kids Probably Think We're Old, Nark Conformists Or Something, But Really, They're Just Conforming In Their Own Ways. They're Conforming To Nonconformity.

There Was A Lot Of Apologizing Going On, But I Realized That Was How It Was With People You Cared About. You Forgave Each Other And Moved On.

Our Gazes Locked, So Much Passing Between Us. In Those Moments, I Wasn't In A Tent With Him, On The Run From Those Who Regarded Us As Villains. There Was No Murderer To Catch, No Strigoi Trauma To Overcome. There Was Just Him And Me And The Feelings That Had Burned Between Us For So Long.