Take down the walls.

Because I think you're right. You can make a difference." He told me experiences were kind of like fate, and fate usually came in the form of a test. He told me fate liked to be worshiped. It liked to see us fall on out knees before it offered to help us up..." ♥

I’m Hana,” Hana says. “And this is Lena.” She jabs me with an elbow. I
know I must look like a fish, standing there with my mouth gaping open, but I’m
too outraged to speak. He’s lying. I know he’s the one I saw yesterday, would bet
my life on it.
“Alex. Nice to meet you.” Alex keeps his eyes on me as he and Hana shake
hands. Then he extends a hand to me. “Lena,” he says thoughtfully. “I’ve never
heard that name before.

This is how Tack and Raven work: It’s their private language of push and return, argument and concession. With the cure, relationships are all the same, and rules and expectations are defined. Without the cure, relationships must be reinvented every day, languages constantly decoded and deciphered.

His eyes are the color of honey. These are the eyes I remember from my dreams.

I'd rather die my way than live yours.