E. Lockhart

Does she stay because she loves him as meat loves salt?
Or does she stay because he has now promised her the kingdom?
It is hard for her to tell the difference.

“But do you even want to see the whole picture?” Gat asks. “Could you even understand it?”

No one is a criminal.

No one is an addict.

No one is a failure.

Johnny, he is bounce, effort, and snark.

Mirren, she is sugar, curiosity, and rain.

He was contemplation and enthusiasm. Ambition and strong coffee.

“I do find you pretty, Cady. I didn’t mean that the way it came out. In fact, when did you get so pretty? It’s distracting.”

Silence is a protective coating over pain.”

And here, I have killed them.

I wrote our names in the sand.

Cadence, Mirren, Johnny, and Gat.

Gat, Johnny, Mirren, and Cadence.

That was the beginning of us.