“Haven’t you ever heard the saying that our pasts do not define us?” I countered, growing frustrated. “I screwed up, Hayden. I admitted that. Why can’t you let it go?” “Let it go?” He sneered. “You are the reason my… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“I really need to remember to block my thoughts." "Oh, come on," he pulled me closer towards him. "Why are you so scared?" "Because the second that I let this conversation happen, I'll be letting my walls down. No matter… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“Together. The fact that one single word could send my heart aflutter was utterly ridiculous. I didn’t fall for boys I hardly knew. At… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t let them go. He wanted to start fresh, but there is no denying the heart… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“My past is trying to catch up to me and I must continue run from it. It's the only way I can live.” — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“Hope could be a devastating emotion if you allowed it to control you.” — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“There is no way of stopping death, not here. You can prolong it. But at some point, it is bound to catch up to… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“Wait. Was that a thank you, or a lecture?” I stared back at Ramona, eyebrows raised. “A bit of both, I suppose.” She laughed.… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“I knew it was a terrible idea. We were supposed to be leaving our past behind us, not fully embracing it. But she was… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“While I waited for Adley to answer, I took in our surroundings. The sky was a lovely shade of pink, there were scattered flowers… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“How could you explain to someone that sometimes it was not worth living in the past when the past was all that they had… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“It was easy to believe in anything when you were desperate enough...” — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“This cell was a form of hell. I was trapped in my past, unable to escape my mistakes, forced to relive them each time… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“body went tense, forcing goose bumps to rise over my bare arms. My tough demeanor had been ripped apart and was replaced by a… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
