“Ava, wherever I'm going from now on, I'm taking you with me, baby.”
“I'm going to make this all right. I'm going to make you remember, Ava.”
“Hold onto me baby. I'm going to take care of you." The raspy need in his voice only made me more desperate.”
“What color are your panties?""Excuse me?""You heard me.""Why?""Baby, if I'm going to take you into a room full of men wearing that dress, I'm damn well going to be the only one who knows the color of your panties.”
“Laya! I'm going to give you my baby. You hear me?”
“Better?" he asks as he looks up at me. "I'm sorry. For everything, Ava.”