"My youth began when I was 21. At least, that's when I decided it began. That was when I started to think that al those shiny things in life – some of them might possibly be for me.
If you think 21 sounds a bit late for youth to start, just think about the average dumb Chinese peasant, who leaps straight from childhood to middle age with nothing in between. If I was going to miss anything out, it was middle age. Be young or die. That was my plan."
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Bir yıl boyunca verilen emeklerin ardından şimdi dinlenme, keşfetme ve yeni maceralara atılma zamanı. 🌞
Bu yaz bol kahkahalı, bol anılı ve elbette bol kitaplı geçsin. Tüm öğrencilere keyifli tatiller diliyoruz! 💙📖
“You really think Adri’s going to let me go now just because I can buy my own dress? She would probably tear it off me and try to resell the buttons.”
“Well—fine, we won’t tell her about the dress or about going to the ball. You don’t have to go with them. You’re better than them. You’re valuable.”
Iko’s fan was whirring like mad as if her processor could barely keep up with all these revelations. “Immune to letumosis. My stars, you could be a celebrity because of this!”
“You don’t really think this will save Peony, so don’t pretend this is about her. She has days. The chances of them finding a cure before—”
“Then my only mistake was in waiting too long to be rid of you,” Adri said, running the washcloth between her fingers. “Believe me, Cinder. You are a sacrifice I will never regret.”
I think you’re lonely. I think you need a friend. I know I do. My ceaseless compulsions. Monomania. Megalomania. The obsessive drive to control and manipulate every detail of every day. It was exhausting. You were the only one that saw the effort. You’re the only one that ever understood. Maybe I was the only one that ever understood you, too.
Do you know what I remember feeling most of all before I came to reside here?
My constant companion through all the killing and planning and torture and mayhem and rage. Lonely, Batman. Endlessly, ceaselessly lonely.