A Gun. I Had Been Brought Down

My Life Was Split By Two Worlds, But He Kept Me Whole.

I Also Had To Come Tonight To Apologize. If You Need To Go To Mexico To Finish This Process Off, Then I Understand. I Was Wrong To Criticize You For It Or Even Imply That I Had Some Kind Of Say In It. One Of The Greatest Things About You Is That In The End, You Always Make Smart Decisions. Can’t Always Say The Same For Myself. Whatever You Need To Do, I’ll Support You.

His Eyes, I’d Long Since Discovered, Could Be As Eloquent And Expressive As His Pen. The Messages They Sent Me Now Hardly Seemed Decent For A Public Setting.

When We Were Almost To The Other Campus, I Felt The Weird Nausea Hit Me. I Called A Warning To Christian, Just As A Strigoi Grabbed Him. But Christian Was Fast. Flames Wreathed The Strigoi's Head. He Screamed And Released Christian, Trying Frantically To Put The Flames Out. The Strigoi Never Saw Me Coming With The Stake. The Whole Thing Took Under A Minute. Christian And I Exchanged Looks. Yeah. We Were Badasses.

I'm Not Worthy Of That," I Said. I Might Be Human Now, But I Understand How Powerful A Heavenly Creature Carter Was. "i Don't Deserve That Much Regard." He Reached Out And Tipped My Chin Up. "you Do, Georgina. And If You Don't Believe Me Now, Then Strive To Be. Live You Life. Be Kind. Love Those You Know. Love Those You Don't Know. Be Worthy Of Your Soul." A Tear Escaped, Rolling Down My Cheek And Probably Messing Up My Mortal Mascara. "thank You, Carter. Thank You For Everything.