Betrayal was a stone beneath a mattress of thr bed you shared, something you felt digging into you no matter how you shifted position. What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you'd never forget? — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
