“It’s like you have all this light inside of you, but you can’t see it. It chases away the darkness in people and draws them in closer to you. It’s one of things I love most about you,” — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share Image
“She was herself right off the bat and had this kind of, “this is me, take it or leave it,” attitude, which pulled me… — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“The beautiful boy from my dreams turned out to be nothing more than a trickster. An illusion I was too blind to see through.” — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“It’s like you have all this light inside of you, but you can’t see it. It chases away the darkness in people and draws… — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“Sometimes I felt just like those trees, rooted in mud with no escape, while my life sat in a car and passed me by.” — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“The butterflies began waltzing in my belly again, this time to the sweet melody of his words. Words that were meant for me. I” — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“Contrary to what they keep telling you in Cosmo Girl,” he said, shuffling forward in his chair. “We actually don’t stay on the phone… — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“I could handle the truth. I would listen to its heartbreaks and I would mourn the world as I knew it because that’s the… — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“Jemma,” he interceded. “This is what you were born to do. This is your Calling.” “My Calling?” I repeated incredulously. “The hell it is.”… — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“I could easily fall in love with the way he was looking at me. Like I was something special; something worth fighting for. “You” — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“I used to cringe when people said I looked like him—my father, because I was a girl and girls aren’t supposed to look like… — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“There was something to be said about the quietness of night. About the stillness. Everything was tranquil and unmoving as though the world had… — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“It was nothing like what I’d dreamed of when I was a little girl—what I had hoped for myself growing up. But it was… — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
“damn words, but my mouth refused to tell the lie. My body wanted him the way the desert wanted rain, the way a lonely… — Bianca Scardoni Copy Share
