“Now why didn't I think of that? Because uncomplicating the complicated is the easiest thing in the world.”

“Why did he have to be everything I did and everything I didn't need at any given moment?”

“I can't," I whispered. "Why? Because you can't or you won't?”

“Silence didn't bother me, it was actually where I felt most comfortable—in the things that didn't need to be spoken—but this was a very pregnant silence that was starting to give me labor pains.”

“That man made me feel things I never imagined could be felt. He made me want things I wasn't sure I could have. He made me need things I didn't know existed.”

“He had a temper, not a good thing. Because I had one too.”

“That it doesn't matter why I ran," he said, staring at me without blinking, "because I came back. I'll always come back, Luce. No matter how many rip-roaring fights we have and no matter how many miscommunications we have. I'll always come back because you're where I belong.”