I swallow and crawl to her, setting a hand on her shoulder.
"I couldn't think of anything else then. My mind was wrapped around the fact that you did what you did. I was too hurt to hear anything other than my own cries," I try to explain.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
When I get downstairs I open the door and Alex is standing there, smiling wide. "Hey, Babe, You ready?" He asks, gesturing out. I swallow and he sees Jace. "Who's that?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
More than anything she wanted the world to be uncomplicated, for right and wrong to be as easily divided as the black and white sections of an Oreo. But the world was not a cookie. — Roshani Chokshi, Aru Shah and the Tree of Wishes