You're An Addiction...my Obsession.

I'm Still Not Sure I Didn't Hallucinate The Conversation While Overdosing On His Pheromones.

I Flipped The Good Doctor The Bird. Snorting, Gideon Caught My Hand And Pulled Me Back Down The Hall. "what Is It With You And Giving People The Finger?" "what? It's A Classic.

One Day At A Time. You Rise, You Eat, You Bathe, And You Talk To The Few People You Can Tolerate While Feeling So Wretched. Over Time, It Hurts A Little Less. Then A Little Less. And So On...until One Morning, You Will Awake And Realize The Pain Is Only A Memory. It Will Always Be With You, But It Will Eventually Lack The Power To Cripple You.

I Don't Blame You. But If There's Anything Else You Have To Tell Me, Now Would Be The Time." He Pressed Forward, Urging Me To Stretch On The Couch. Coming Over Me, He Whispered, "i'm In Love With You." With Everything Going Wrong, That Was The One Thing That Was Totally Right. It Was Enough.

The Only Way I'm Keeping My Hands Off Her Is If I'm Dead. Find Another Way To Fix Us.