What Are You, Rose Hathaway? Are You

I Clung To That Spark Of Hope, Nurturing It Into A Small Flame That Chased Some Of The Shadows In My Heart Away.

And I Figured You'd Drive A Four-hour Round-trip Before Giving Up Your Car To Someone Else

Hey." She Said, Looking Up From An Open Book Propped Up On One Knee. She Brushed A Few Strands Of Pale Hair Out Of Her Face. Her Boyfriend, Christian, Lay On The Floor Near Her, His Head Propped Up On Her Other Knee. He Greeted Me By Way Of A Nod. Concidering The Antagonism The Sometimes Flared Up Between Us, That Was Almost On Par With Him Giving Me A Bear Hug.

Rose You Can't Go." This Time The Sadness In Lissa's Voice Was Mirrored Though The Bond, Flooding Into Me. "it's Not That Dimitri Didn't Ask To See You. He Asked Specifically Not To See You.

Keeping Love Buried Was A Lot Like Jeeping Anger Pent Up, I'd Learned. It Just Ate You Up Insides Until You Wanted To Scream Or Kick Something.