Hate Is A Passionate Emotion.

When He Left, You Spent All Your Energy Holding On To Him. You Could Be Happy If You Let Go.

Could A Dead, Frozen Heart Beat Again? It Felt Like Mine Was About To.

I Was All Braced For The Wrath That Was Going To Put Grizzlies To Shame, And This Is What I Get? I Should Infuriate You More Often.

Don't Be Afraid," I Said, "we Belong Together." I Was Immediatly Overcome By The Truth Of My Own Words.

Alice Was Scrutinizing My Boring Jeans-and-a-t-shirt Outfit In A Way That Made Me Self-conscious. Probably Plotting Another Makeover. I Sighed. My Indifferent Attitude To Fashion Was A Constant Thorn In Her Side. If I'd Allow It, She'd Love To Dress Me Everyday―perhaps Several Times A Day―like Some Oversized Three-dimensional Paper Doll.