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Adrian Gave The Picture A Nod Of Approval Before Handing Me The Phone. "okay, Even I Can Admit That's Pretty Cute." I Found Myself Overanalyzing The Comment. What Had He Meant In Saying 'even He' Could Admit It? That I Was Cute For A Human? Or That I Had Just Met Some Kind Of Adrian Hot-girl Criteria?

I Heard Some Interesting Things About Your Performance Up Here." "i Hear Interesting Things About Your 'performance' All The Time Doug, But You Don't Hear Me Making Jokes About It.

I Saw Endless Depths Of Brown, The Depths I'd Fallen Into So Many Times. No Red Rings. Dimitri...was Not A Strigoi. And He Was Weeping.

We Had Just Paid The Check When Dimitri's Cell Phone Rang. "hello?" He Answered. And Like That, His Face Transformed. That Fierceness I So Associated With Him Softened, And He Practically Glowed. "no, No. It's Always A Good Time For You To Call, Roza." Whatever The Response On The Other End Was, It Made Him Smile.

Vladimir Did Great Things—so Could She. Besides, They Come First, Right?" "not Always." I Stared. I'd Had They Come First Drilled Into Me Since I Was A Child. It Was What All Guardians Believed. Only The Dhampirs Who'd Run Away From Their Duty Didn't Subscribe To That. What He Said Was Almost Like Treason. "sometimes, Rose, You Have To Know When To Put Yourself First.