I slurp my soup as she talks, nodding when she gets back and sits beside me. I set the bowl on the nightstand and look at her, yawning and thanking her.
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
I think for a second. How could be have gotten this sick overnight? Then I go back to last night with the rain. "This is all my fault." I say. "If I would have shared the towel with you, you would not be sick."
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
As a former (and rather excellent) liar herself, Aru knew that, sometimes, speaking the truth felt like wrenching a thorn out of your side. But doing the opposite meant pretending it wasn't there. And that made every single step ache. It was no way to live. — Roshani Chokshi, Aru Shah and the Nectar of Immortality
