Because it is so hard, in any life, to believe in what you can’t fully understand.

Sometimes things don't turn out the way you want them to, Haven. Sometimes the people you choose to believe are wrong.

Once, this had been the life I’d wanted. Even chosen. Now, though, I couldn’t believe that there had been a time when this kind of monotony and silence, this most narrow of existences, had been preferable. Then again, once, I’d never known anything else.

The truth was, I wasn't sure. But I wanted to keep believing people could change, and it was certainly easier to do so when you were in the midst of it.