We Need To Get Inside. I Think

I Couldn't Stop Staring At The Cave, Back Where Dimitri Was, Back Where Half Of My Soul Was.

But The Humans Weren't What Made My Steps Falter As I Walked Through Grass That Had Turned Bright Green With Summer's Touch. It Was Dimitri. Always Dimitri. Dimitri, The Man I Loved. Dimitri, The Strigoi I Wanted To Save. Dimitri, The Monster I'd Most Likely Have To Kill. The Love We'd Shared Always Burned Within Me, No Matter How Often I Told Myself To Move On, No Matter How Much The World Did Think I'd Move On. He Was Always With Me, Always On My Mind, Always Making Me Question Myself.

Love Is . . .” An Old Memory With Adrian Came Back To Me, And Some Of The Turbulent Emotion I Always Carried Within Me These Days Welled Up In My Chest. It Was Stupid, Feeling So Lovesick When He’d Been Gone Less Than A Day, But I Couldn’t Get Him Or The Ways He Described Love Out Of My Head. “. . . A Flame In The Dark. A Breath Of Warmth On A Winter’s Night. A Star That Guides You Home.

Can't You . . . I Don't Know. Find A Hobby Or Something?" "being Charming Is My Hobby," Said Adrian Obstinately. "i'm The Life Of The Party— Even Without Drinking. I Wasn't Meant To Be Alone.

Adrian Tipped My Face Up Toward His And Kissed Me. Like Always, The World Around Me Stopped Moving. No, The World Became Adrian, Only Adrian.