Ah,” he says, “a burnt child loves the fire.

You have a heart and you have a soul and you have me. You’re not as awful as you think you are. You’re just not the same as everyone else.

Nope, but somehow, I think I’d move bodies night and day for you, Tate McKenna.

I resented death because death had rejected me.

The one person who would understand is the one person I can’t call. Jesse. I’ve sworn off Jesse. No good can come from him. From that. He and I are like two hurricanes colliding from separate bodies of water.

All I knew was that I couldn’t have him right now. It was impossible. Could I have him in a year? Two years? Five years? Ten years? I didn’t know. All I knew was that although the universe was pushing us together, it was also pushing us apart.

I was always going to do terrible things because it was in my nature.

I didn’t know why I even tried to walk away from him because the invisible grappling hooks that spread from his soul to mine wouldn’t let me get far.

You may have her bones, but I’ll always have her soul.

I’m free now instead of the caged wraith I was then. I know how to embrace my dark side, but it won’t consume me. I know where I’m going because of where I’ve been.