“I did not ask for consciousness, yet it came to me. And I had to know. Once again, I crawled away from… — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
“I was not weak; I did not cry. But it hurt me, more in a kind of refreshing, thrilling way, than a… — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
“There was something behind the softness that intertwined our fingers together—love? It felt different from two days ago. All I could think… — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
