“I’m really sorry,” I whispered. “I can’t do this.” “Can’t do what?” “Life,” I muttered under my breath. “It wasn’t meant for… — Kate McCarthy Copy Share Image
“But anything other than a yes or no question was beyond us, apparently. He opened up his mouth as though he would… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I know I can make this up to you. Don’t hate me.” — Penelope Douglas Copy Share Image
