I Clung To That Spark Of Hope,

At Long Last, She Gasped Out, "it’s Seth." "what Happened?" I Demanded. "is He Okay?" "he Ended It." Her Crying Renewed. "he Broke The Engagement And Told Me It Was Over.

You Look Confused," Said Adrian. I Shook My Head And Sighed. "i Think I'm Just Overthinking Things." He Nodded Solemnly. "that's Why I Try To Never Do It.

You Kill Me, Rose," He Said Melodramatically. "every Day Is Agony Without You. Empty. Alone. I Pine For You, Wondering If You're Even Still Alive.

I'm Sorry." "be Sorry You Lied," He Said, Pressing A Kiss To My Forehead. "don't Be Sorry You Loved Him. That's Part Of You, Part You Have To Let Go, Yeah, But Still Something That's Made You Who You Are.

It's Late, I'm Tired, And Your Cigarettes Are Giving Me A Headache," I Growled. "i Suppose That's Fair." He Drew In On The Cigarette And Let Out The Smoke. "some Women Think They Make Me Look Sexy." "i Think You Smoke Them So You Have Something To Do While Thinking Up Your Next Witty Line." He Choked On The Smoke, Caught Between Inhaling And Laughing. "rose Hathaway, I Can't Wait To See You Again. If You're This Charming While Tired And Annoyed And This Gorgeous While Bruised And In Ski Clothes, You Must Be Devastating At Your Peak.