“But you’re not the person I knew ten years ago. The Sebastian I knew was sweet and gentle and loving, but you … you can be like that, but your anger scares me. The hatred I saw in your face… — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
“A lot can happen in six seconds. Your whole life can change in a heartbeat.” — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
“One mistake. That’s all it took. One fuckin’, stupid, childish, dumb mistake.” — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
“I felt curiously adrift, as if the ties to my life were unraveling one by one.” — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
“I want you, Caro. I want to make love to you. I want to make love to you forever. My breath caught in my… — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
“Here, everyone knows my story and has decided I’m trash.” “Except me,” she said.” — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
“I love you, too," I whispered so softly I didn't know if he'd heard me. "Ti amo tanto, Sebastian, sempre e per sempre.” — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
“I would never treat you like those other guys, Torrey, I promise. But yeah, okay, I get it.” — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
“Every time something goes wrong, you give up on us. You’re killing me, Caro … I don’t know what will happen…but neither do you.… — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
“Don’t give up on me, Torrey,” I said, not too proud to beg. “I’ve only got six-and-a-half weeks left. “God, don’t leave me, sweetheart.… — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
“What do you want, Lisanne?” “You,” “Are you sure? You don’t get to have your first time again, baby doll. This isn’t how I’d imagined it.” “You’ve imagined it… with me?” “Are you fucking kidding me? You are hot. I’ve wanted you since I met you, but I figured you just wanted to be friends. That’s cool. I like having… — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share
“We wasted ten years and you're worried about a few thousand miles? Hell, we've got airplanes, we've got email, they've invented fucking cell phones.… — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
“You think I’m broken, don’t you? You think I should be fixed. You want me to be normal. I’ll never be your version of… — Jane Harvey-Berrick Copy Share Image
