Do You Have A Lot Of Other

No," Said Simon. "i Know We're Not Much Compared To You, But We Don't Kill Our Friends. We Try To Save Them. If Heaven Didn't Want It That Way, We Ought To Have Been Given The Ability To Love." He Shoved His Hair Back, Baring The Mark More Fully. "no, You Don't Need To Help Me. But If You Don't, There's Nothing Stopping Me From Calling You Up Again And Again, Now That I Know You Can't Kill Me. Think Of It As Me Leaning On You Heavenly Doorbell... Forever.

All The Stories Are True

You Never Cared That I Was Your Sister Before.” “didn’t I?” His Black Eyes Flicked Up And Down Her. “our Father’s Dead,” He Said. “there Are No Other Relatives. You And I, We Are The Last. The Last Of The Morgensterns. You Are The Only One Left Whose Blood Runs In My Veins, Too. You Are My Last Chance.

I’d Rather Have You In My Life Even As A Brother Than Not At All—

To Be Friends Is A Beautiful Thing, Tessa, And I Do Not Scorn It, But I Have Hoped For A Long Time Now That We Might Be More Than Friends.