Mary

“Who was your first kiss?” Heat rushed into my face. I flattered myself by thinking maybe he wanted to kiss me. I wished he wanted to kiss me. “I haven’t …” Squeezing my eyes closed, I began again. “I haven’t been kissed. Yet.” “Why?” I rolled my eyes at his innocence.
“You obviously know I’m not like other girls. I’m shy and I don’t spend time with boys. My father is strict and—” “That’s not why.” He thought he knew me so well.
“Fine. You tell me why I haven’t been kissed.”
I regretted the words and my tone instantly. What if he told me what I already knew? That I was lacking. Not interesting or pretty enough. “You were waiting.”
― Gwen Hayes, Falling Under

“...Ame when this is all over we need to have a serious discussion about Mike. I think he has way too much frosting on his flakes.- Donnatella”
― Gwen Hayes, Falling Under

“It’s true that I never want to hurt you. But I can’t promise you that I never would" -Haden”
― Gwen Hayes, Falling Under

“He wished he could show her the memory of the very first time
he’d laid eyes upon her. A random moment, his window to her
world, and yet it
had pierced his excuse for a soul as if it were destiny. As if she
were his destiny. A thousand times he’d looked through the realms,
but one
glimpse had forever changed their paths.”
― Gwen Hayes, Falling Under