"what's Going On?" He Asked, Looking From

ʺyour Hair Was Beautiful Too. All Of You. You Were Amazing When We First Met, And Somehow, Inexplicably, Youʹve Come Even Farther. Youʹve Always Been Pure, Raw Energy, And Now You Control It. Youʹre The Most Amazing Woman Iʹve Ever Met, And Iʹm Glad To Have Had That Love For You In My Life. I Regret Losing It.ʺ He Grew Pensive. ʺi Would Give Anything—anything—in The World To Go Back And Change History. To Run Into Your Arms After Lissa Brought Me Back. To Have A Life With You. Itʹs Too Late, Of Course, But Iʹve Accepted It.ʺ

Just Because Things Don't Work Out, It Doesn't Mean There Aren't Other People You Can't Love. Love Is Too Big A Thing For You To Go Without It In Life.

When She Left For A Third Time And Returned With A Giant Box, I Started To Get Irate. "what Is This?" I Demanded, Taking It From Her. It Felt Like It Had Bricks In It. "grandmother Needs You To Carry Some Things," Paul Told Me. "yes," I Said Through Gritted Teeth. "i Sort Of Figured That Out Fifty Pounds Ago.

Well, Well, Well," I Said. "if It Isn't The People Responsible For Unleashing Rose Hathaway On The World. You've Got A Lot To Answer For.

I Wrapped My Arms Around His Neck And Pulled Him Closer. I Didn't Care That We Were Out In Public. I Didn't Care That He Was Moroi. All That Mattered Was That He Was Adrian, My Adrian. My Match. My Partner In Crime.