“i was in deep pain. it felt like my heart was ripped by someone i love, someone i trust, someone i valued the most”

“I felt like someone had ripped my heart out and tossed it across the other side of the room. There was a burning, agonizing pain in my chest, and I had no idea how it could ever be filled. It was one thing to accept that I couldn't have Dimitri. It was something entirely different to realize someone else could.”

“Jealousy is a horrible thing. The pain of it is almost as consuming as heartbreak, and I would know because I was feeling both at the same time. I felt like someone had ripped open my chest with their bare hands, removed my heart and lungs, and replaced them with a bunch of rocks and stones.”

“How could you forget someone you loved even if I did rip his heart to shreds?”

“I saw that deep-heart love meant loving someone in spite of and because of his limitations.”

“And I did deserve everything I wanted -- somebody who wouldappreciate me, someone I could trust, someone who liked me forme.”