For a small moment, I fix my eyes on his, telling him silently everything that I'll never say to him aloud. — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
“No. Wait. When will I see you again?" she asked. "How will I find you?" "Well, you don't have to stand on the end of a diving board." Ivy smiled. "The end of a tree limb will do," he said.… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
