You're Beautiful, Roza. So Beautiful It Hurts

I Want You To Break The Spell. Finish It Off.” "what Do You Mean?” "the Spell You Did On Me And Dimitri.” "that Spell Is Done. It Burned Itself Out.” I Shook My Head. "no. I Keep Thinking About Him. I Keep Wanting To…” He Smiled Knowingly When I Didn't Finish. "my Dear, That Was Already There, Long Before I Set That Up.

I Didn’t Get Her Cutting At All. She’d Done It Sporadically, Ever Since The Accident And It Scared Me Each Time. She'd Try To Explain It To Me, How She Didn't Want To Die—she Just Needed To Get It Out Somehow. She Felt So Much Emotionally, She Would Say, That A Physical Outlet—physical Pain—was The Only Way To Make The Internal Pain Go Away. It Was The Only Way She Could Control It.

Trey Scoffed. "between You And Me, Brayden's Probably The Last Guy In The World You Have To Worry About. I Think He's As Clueless As You Are. If I Didn't Care About Your Virtue So Much, I'd Actually Probably Give Him A Lecture On 'how' To Try Something." -trey, Pg. 70

"jerks," I Muttered. Then I Brightened. "oh, Hey. Doughnuts."

To My Surprise, I Recognized Dimitri Belikov-rose's Boyfriend-among Those Doing Crowd Control. He Was Easy To Spot Since He Was Almost Always Taller Than Everyone Around Him. Dhampirs Look Very Human, And Even I Could Admit That He Was Pretty Good-looking. There Was A Rugged Handsomeness To Him, And Even In A Still Photograph, I Could See A Fierceness As He Watched The Crowd.