By The Angel, This Place

I Would Rather Insult You Than Lose You, He Said, And Before Any Of Them Could Make A Move To Stop Him, He Cast Both Items Into The Fire.

Love Makes You A Liar.

As Long As There Is Love And Memory, There Is No True Loss.

I Think You Are Very Selfless.

Say Something In Mandarin,” Said Tessa, With A Smile. Jem Said Something That Sounded Like A Lot Of Breathy Vowels And Consonants Run Together, His Voice Rising And Falling Melodically: “ni Hen Piao Liang.” “what Did You Say?” Tessa Was Curious. “i Said Your Hair Is Coming Undone — Here,” He Said, And Reached Out And Tucked An Escaping Curl Back Behind Her Ear. Tessa Felt The Blood Spill Hot Up Into Her Face, And Was Glad For The Dimness Of The Carriage. “you Have To Be Careful With It,” He Said, Taking His Hand Back, Slowly, His Fingers Lingering Against Her Cheek.