Nicole

“Her hands were freezing, just like they always were, so I warmed them, just like I always did.”
― Gayle Forman, Where She Went

“Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams. I've heard people talk about the sleep of the dead. Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that's what it's like, I wouldn't mind. If that's what dying is like, I wouldn't mind that at all.”
― Gayle Forman, If I Stay

“You know, I thought about that a lot these last couple of years," She says in a choked voice. "About who was there for you. Who held your hand while you grieved for all that you'd lost?”
― Gayle Forman, Where She Went

“You don’t share me. You own me.”
― Gayle Forman, Where She Went