Chapter Thirteen: Late March
"You have a funny way of showing that my life is so valuable to you when you make absolutely no concessions or changes to your behavior to account for or accommodate my happiness."
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“Memories,” Dena said. “I battled memories the entire time I was in Colorado. My own. Jeff’s. Why do we carry the past around like a weight?”
“Because we’re afraid of losing it. Or we think if we don’t carry it around we’ll forget who we are.”
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"If I’d been paying closer attention—”
“It wouldn’t have changed anything. It was nothing you did. Nothing.” His voice was soft but firm. “I was living with you, remember? You did everything right. It just wasn’t meant to be.”
“It’s so much easier to blame myself.”
“That’s because you want there to be a reason for everything, and in the absence of finding one, you make one up. The fact is, sometimes there’s not a reason. Sometimes things just are what they are.”
Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen - Tessa
"No one is truly innocent in this world, no one. The people who believe themselves to be perfect are the worst ones of all."
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“You know what I like the most about you?”
“I already know this answer,” I say, smiling. “My mouth.”
He leans his head back against the couch. “Oh yeah. That does come first. But do you know what my second favorite thing about you is?”
I shake my head.
“You don’t put pressure on me to be something I’m incapable of being. You accept me exactly how I am.”
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“Sometimes good people have to do bad things. It’s nothing personal. It’s just life,"
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Darkness spilled from him.
Spilled from him and seeped right into me.
I stood conflicted, torn between love and hate, joy and dread.
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“You’re supposed to be in hell.”
“Well, I couldn’t arrive without you,”
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“My name is Sarah, and I’m beginning to remember.”
çok şükür.. 200 sayfa olacak daha yeni adını hatırladın, ben kanser olmadan neler olduğunu hatırlayabilecek misin merak ediyorum
Chapter Thirteen
He kicked me.
Hot tears came to my eyes as I recalled what had happened. He’d been nasty since I’d arrived, but that kick… It spoke volumes.
I doubted he knew how much he’d shown me in that brief moment. His anger had been uncurbed, unrestrained. He’d kicked me. Not the bed or the chair. Me.
bak aklıma geldikçe sinirleniyorum, açıklama istiyorum, sayfalar dolusu açıklama lazım bana, bu nasıl bir kurgu böyle yarabbim
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“Don’t you get it? He was done for murder! He killed her.”
My heart didn’t know if it should give up or explode. “That can’t be true! He told me she died in surgery—”
“Injuries that he gave her.”
ALLAH KAHRETSİN, BU GERÇEK OLAMAZ!! CİDDİ OLAMAZSIN! Allahım bu nasıl bir kitap böyle, çıldırmak üzereyim
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There was no fixing someone who didn’t want to see past the pain. He truly believed I wasn’t her...
I’m not her. Or am I?
The questions ran around and around inside my head.
Senin kafanda mı dönüp duruyor yoksa benim kafamda mı? O musun? Değil misin? NEDEN HİÇBİR FİKRİM YOK?
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So I’d hurt her first.
I’d hurt her to continue surviving.
—Kill , kusura bakma ama bu kızı tekmelemene bir bahane olamaz, varya o tekmeden sonra okumamam lazım ama işte bu merakım olmasa bitmiştin benim için Kill efendi!