“He keeps doing that.” “What?” She laughs. “Kissing your forehead.” “Yeah . . . he does.” I can’t stop my grin. “Does it bother you? I can hear your smile, you know.” “Not really. It doesn’t, like, mean anything. It’s… — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
“I love you,” he says as he meets me in the doorway. “Just because you say it doesn’t make it true, you know.” — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
“It’s over now, Ryker.” “That’s the thing, Natalie… it’s never really over.” — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
“You two had something special – it’s the circumstances that were shitty.” — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
“I just...I've fantasized about peace and quiet for so long, dreamt about being left alone...but when the TV was off, and the sun was… — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
“But, the thing about guilt is, no one can take away for you; you have to unpack it yourself.” — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
“Heroes don’t always wear capes, badges, or uniforms. Sometimes, they support those who do.” — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
“Guilt is intense. Suffocating. A brick, tied quietly around your ankles while you sleep. You never fall slowly into guilt-you wake up with little… — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, the things people don't say speak louder than the things they do, though.” — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
“Because I love him, and you don't hurt the people you love. Not on purpose.” — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
“He keeps doing that.” “What?” She laughs. “Kissing your forehead.” “Yeah . . . he does.” I can’t stop my grin. “Does it bother… — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
“They took his soul over there, fuckers , and left me with the breathing carcass.” — Andrea Randall Copy Share Image
