I'm sorry, okay, I'm not perfect, but I'm trying.

Every choice has a consequence, every consequence another choice. Little agonies waiting to be embraced. Only the moment before the choice really weighs anything. Very heavy moments, exploding into nothing.

Bridget cried for the leavers and the left. For the people, like herself, grimly forsaking what precious gifts they would ever get.

There’s nothing worse than not being wanted

What she mostly wanted, he learned, was the same thing many people want--someone to notice she was there.

The orb shone bright, but darkness had come to Eden and Carys didn’t know is there was any light that could chase this kind of darkness away.