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He was just one of those rare guys who could be both a gentleman and a badass.

"You have to stop this. You aren't afraid of throwing yourself in the path of danger, but you're terrified of letting anyone in.”

The earnestness was there. He did want to reach out to me, to understand . .. but even as he did, it warred with beliefs he wasn't ready to change yet. It was ironic, considering tarot cards apparently spooked him.

When he looked at me like he was now, with an expression of such tenderness and concern, it triggered mixed feelings. Part of me loved that he cared so much. The other part wanted to be strong for him and didn't want to make him worry.

"You've got this look on your face that says you think I'm delusional, but you're too nice to say anything.”

But when she looked at me, she really did think I was beautiful. With my tan and dark brown hair, I seemed exotic to her. She felt pale and washed out compared to me, skinny next to my curves. It was surreal, considering how often I felt scruffy next to her luminous beauty. Her envy wasn't malicious; that wasn't in her nature.

It was more wistful, an admiration of a look she could never

have.

She hesitated for just a second, and I nearly laughed.

Despite her trash-talking about me, my mom, and other dhampirs, some part of her really was worried that I might indeed be charming and pretty enough to seduce Adrian into a disgraceful marriage. She quickly hid her uncertainty.

She looked beautiful. She looked royal.

"I'm sorry," Dimitri said all of a sudden.

"For what? Reading cheesy novels?"

"Thank you for helping us."

"Oh my God," he said. "A kind word from Rose Hathaway. I can die a happy man."

"Yeah, well, the things we get to see when we're young are different than the things we get to see when we're older.”

I scoffed, but inside of me, there was a warm fuzzy feeling building. Things were crazy in our world right now, but I had all these great people in my life. As long as we were all together, everything would be okay.

Sharp as a thorn

Fights like one too.

-Почему ты их читаешь?
-Некоторые люди читают книги ради удовольствия.

Ты вовсе не обязана справляться с этим в одиночку

«Свободы», – подумала я.
Единственный дар, которого я страстно желала, – свободу, и делать выбор по своему усмотрению, и любить, кого хочу.

Однако со времени нашего спасения Эдди изменился, так же как и я. Он по-прежнему был скор на улыбку и смех, но в нем появилась какая-то мрачность и такое серьезное, настороженное выражение глаз, как будто он все время ожидал, вдруг случится что-то ужасное. Это можно понять.

– Знаешь… Я не собираюсь отнимать ее у тебя. Не могу. Никто не сможет, пока существует эта ваша связь.