I Know You're Frustrated That He's Keeping

But On A Clear, Sunny Day? How Would She Know To Flee When She Couldn't See Any Place For Danger To Hide?

I Wanted Myself. I Wouldn't Let What Was Mine Be Destroyed.

Let Me Guess,' Ian Said In A Voice Like Ice. 'you Fell On A Rock.

But The Absence Of Him Is Everywhere I Look. It's Like A Huge Hole Has Been Punched Through My Chest.

Alice Was Scrutinizing My Boring Jeans-and-a-t-shirt Outfit In A Way That Made Me Self-conscious. Probably Plotting Another Makeover. I Sighed. My Indifferent Attitude To Fashion Was A Constant Thorn In Her Side. If I'd Allow It, She'd Love To Dress Me Everyday―perhaps Several Times A Day―like Some Oversized Three-dimensional Paper Doll.