“You son of a bitch. She was dying and you just stood there! And don't even tell me it was shock.
You would know, Jamie, about standing there and watching someone die.
Emily. it always comes back to Emily with you. You know what I think Gray? I think the whole martyr act was a lie you told yourself. I think you need an excuse to draw a line so you could stay safe on the other side.
You don't know what you're talking about.
You can't let go. You couldn't when Emily was alive, no matter what she did, and you can't now.
Are you done?
Avery was dying, and you couldn't run toward her. What do you want from me, Jamie?
You think I didn't fight the same fight? I halfway convinced myself that as long as Avery was just a riddle or a puzzle, as long as I was just playing, I'd be fine. Well, jokes on me, because somewhere along the way, I stopped playing.
What do you want from me?
Look at her Gray. Look at her, damn it! Est unus ex nobis. Nos defendant eius. -She's one of us. We protect her-”
―
Jennifer Lynn Barnes,
The Hawthorne Legacy