You want me to come clean, I will. I'll tell you everything. Who I am and what I've done. Every last detail. I'll dig it all up, but you have to ask. You have to want it. You can see… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I'm not good," he said, piercing me with eyes that absorbed all light but reflected none, "but I was worse. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
