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What Were Good And Evil, Really, But Stupid Categories? Stupid Categories That Restricted People And Punished Or Rewarded Them Based On How They Responded To Their Own Natures, Natures They Really Didn't Have Any Way To Control.

Despite His Cynical Exterior, He Had A Good Heart-and Lissa Owned Most Of It.

You Kill Me, Rose," He Said Melodramatically. "every Day Is Agony Without You. Empty. Alone. I Pine For You, Wondering If You're Even Still Alive.

Something Clenched In My Chest, And For A Moment, The Whole World Narrowed Down To The Green Of His Eyes.

Then, As One Hand Tightened On Me And His Other Ran Gently Over My Hair, I Noticed Something. He Didn't Smell Right.