“The dead won’t hurt you, Shahara. Only the living can do that. (Syn)”

“What now? (Shahara)I’m thinking. (Syn)Could you think a little quicker? (Shahara)You’re not helping. (Syn)You’re lucky you’re still breathing and not limping. (Shahara)”

“Shut up. Asshole. (Shahara)I live for your endearments. (Syn)”

“Thank you, Shay. (Syn)For what? (Shahara)For looking into the eyes of nothing and seeing a man you could love. (Syn)”

“You’d trust me that easily? (Shahara)Hell no. The only thing I trust in life is to get fucked over by everyone around me. (Syn)”

“Save me, Shahara. Save me from the lonely nights that never end. (Syn)”

“What am I supposed to do while you’re gone? (Shahara)Think up ways to kill me while I sleep. (Syn)”