She didn't want Jack to be with her only because he couldn't be with the person he truly loved.
Memories were tricky things…they weren’t stable. they changed with perception over time. …they shifted, and [she] understood how the passage of time affected them. the hard working striver might recal...
She had sacrificed her love, but he would not sacrifice his.
She had to be honest. And this was where the truth hurt. She wanted to see Jack Force again. But it was agony
She looked not like a mother in her thirties, but like the girl he had fallen in love with, and he loved her still. She would always be that girl to him, no matter what happened. That was love, after...
She made her choice. She loved Oliver. Jack was not hers to love, and never had been.
She nodded... and was about to turn away. Then, as if she thought better of it, she reached out and grabbed his arm. Jack.Yes?I. . . she faltered. She knew what she wanted to tell him, but she couldn'...
She really did trust Eliza. People made mistakes. She understood that now. And as Happy as she was to be with Ryan again, her friendship with Eliza was just as important. You only met a few kindred sp...
She was very special to me. But I think I'm going to have to get back...so I can. God. So I can kill her. -Dylan
She was wrong. She was not strong. Her heart was breaking, she could feel it... -Sky
Yet even though they were together, she could not stop worrying about how much time they would have-
Sometimes it was better to keep Pandora's box closed.
Were actually pretty hilarious—he hoped
«No hay nada en todo el mundo que tenga más relevancia que saber que tú tienes razón y que las masas están equivocadas y, aun así, que las masas te arrollen».
Stop your doubting, my love. I knew you would find me. ~Jack
Thank you for loving me enough to let me go.
Thank you, she whispered. Thank you for loving me enough to let me go.
That morning, she had found an envelope stuffed into her locker. It was from the Mercer Hotel, and held a plastic door key for their suite. See you there tonight, Oliver had written. Chomp! Chomp!
That was the problem these days--everything was considered disposable--clothes, cell phones, relationships.
That was the thing about pictures--they were worth a thousand words, but sometimes they weren't the right ones.
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