“I'm mine. Not anyone else's.”

“-"Leslie? What are you doing?"-"Choosing. I'm mine. Not anyone else's."-"I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl.”

“Add now you're mine. Do you understand that? You don't give this pussy to anyone else while we're playing. You're mine.”

“I feel like I'm missing something really important when you're gone. So important I don't feel like myself. I've never felt like someone was mine before. But you're mine, Jocelyn. I've known that from the moment we met. And I'm yours. I don't want to be anyone else's, babe.”

“She was mine. For the sake of appearances, she was my wife, but she was mine anyway. She didn’t know it yet, but I did. It was wrong and it made no sense, but she belonged with me. No one else, not anyone else.”

“Leslie?" Irial whispered. "What are you doing?""Choosing."Tears were soaking the blanket under Leslie's face."I'm mine. Not anyone else's.""I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl." And then he was gone, and her emotions crashed over her.”