My heart is ripped open, shredded, leaking blood. I can't let him leave like this. We've been through to much to turn into strangers. — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
“Although the fact that someone was lying face-down in the street gutter and leaking blood into it did detract somewhat from the otherwise pleasant scene of life flowing through the less salubrious arteries of Crath City.” — Mark Lawrence Copy Share Image
