“She was held together by a thread. Not even a strong fishing wire, but the kind of thread that could fray and break in the wind. A thread that could unravel at any moment, scattering and smashing all the pieces… — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
“She wondered if everyone could smell it on her. It smelled like death and coffee, like lilies and dirt, and it permeated her.” — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
“I’m going to fight. I’m going to fight for you. You need to remember that.” — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
“Hatred had invaded her entire being; every cell in her body had hatred in it. She wondered if everyone could smell it on her.… — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
“Why keep putting yourself back together if you’re just going to keep breaking apart?” — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
“I want to be in the eye of the storm, holding your hand, and if you get sucked into it, I want to go… — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
“Perfection is something everyone strives for, but it’s elusive and may be an illusion.” — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
“It's just that I love you and I can't seem to get past it." He smiled down at her. "You're really hard to love,… — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
“I think you may be right.” Stella thought for a minute he had read her thoughts. Then he said, “Best regret ever.” Jamie” — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
“Time makes things tolerable. Time gives you perspective on events that shake your world to the core. Time allows you to move forward. But… — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
“Seamlessly?” Stella’s laugh escaped her mouth and it was bitter and hard. “That may be an appropriate statement, because in order to look seamless,… — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
“Maybe he stomped on my vagina and I’m pissed about it.” Stella Murphy” — R.L. Griffin Copy Share Image
