We All Screw Up. Everyone Makes Mistakes.

Christian Stretched Out Beside Her And Pulled Her Close. ʺbut For What Itʹs Worth, I Think Youʹd Be A Great Queen Too, Princess Dragomir.ʺ ʺyouʹre Going To Get Dirty,ʺ She Warned. ʺalready Am. Oh, You Mean From Your Clothes?ʺ He Wrapped His Arms Around Her, Heedless Of Her Damp And Muddy State. ʺi Spent Most Of My Childhood Hiding In A Dusty Attic And Own Exactly One Dress Shirt. You Really Think I Care About This T-shirt?ʺ

Too Bad. Family Members Hit You By Accident. Psychopathic Whores Tend To Come Back For More.

I'm Telling You, I Wanted To. But I Was Trapped. You Of All People Should Know What It's Like Being Caught Between Groups

I’ve Seen All I Need To. I’m Going To Go Drink Now In A Futile Effort To Wipe Away The Memory Of This Debacle.

Okay,' I Said Quietly. 'i'll Do Whatever You Say. Just Remember Not To Talk Down To Me. I'm Not Your Student Anymore. I'm Your Equal Now.' He Glanced Away From The Side Of The Road Just Long Enough To Give Me A Surprised Look. 'you've Always Been My Equal, Roza.