One Day She's Throwing A Book At

Dimitri. I Hadn't Known He Was Here. His Eyes Were On Me Too,dark And Endless. Only I Couldn't Read What He Was Feeling. His Face Betrayed Nothing, But There Was Something In His Eyes...something Intense And Intimidating. The Image Of Him Ready To Take Down That Group Of Guardians Flashed Through My Mind,and Something Told Me That If I Asked,he Would Fight His Way To Me Through This Courtroom And Do Everything In His Power To Rescue Me From It.

Guilt Was Its Own Prison.

I Stopped. She Was Bleeding After All. Perfect Lines Crossed Her Wrists, Not Near Any Crucial Veins, But Enough To Leave Wet Red Tracks Across Her Skin. She Hadn;t Hit Her Veins When She Did This; Death Hadn't Been Her Goal.

I Set Off, Off To Kill The Man I Love.

Don't Be Sorry You Loved Him. That's Part Of You, Part You Have To Let Go.