“We'll tell our secrets to the dark"-Adam"Okay"-Mia"So let's hear another of your irrational fears"-Adam"I'm scared of losing you"-Mia"I said 'irrational' fears. Because that's not gonna happen"-Adam"It still scares me"- Mia”

“So let's hear another one of your irrational fears. Mia grasped me by the arms and pulled herself in to my chest, like she was burrowing her body into mine. "I'm scared of losing you," she said in the faintest of voices." I pushed her away so I could see her face and kissed the top of her forehead. "I said 'irrational' fears. Because that's not gonna happen.”

“I’m scared of losing you,” she said in the faintest of voices.I pushed her away so I could see her face and kissed the top of her forehead. “I said ‘irrational’fears. Because that’s not gonna happen.”

“entonces Adam Wilde aparece en Carnegie Hall en la noche más grande de mi carrera, y se sintió como más que una coincidencia. Se sintió como un regalo. De ellos. Para mi primer recital, me dieron un violonchelo. Y para éste, me dieron tu presencia. -Mia”

“Please Mia," he implores. "Don't make me write a song.”

“But I'd understand if you chose love, Adam love, over music love. Either way you win. And either way you lose. What can I tell you? Love's a bitch.”

“Adam lay perfectly still, little groans escaping from his lips. I looked at the bow, looked at my hands, looked at Adam's face and felt this surge of love, lust, and an unfamiliar feeling of power.”