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Kiera Cass
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June 16 - September 3, 2022
You ask for such simple things, I can’t deny you. But for my sake, only on Saturdays, please. Thank you for your company. Your friend, Maxon
“Oh, yes. She’s still here,” Maxon said, not letting his eyes wander from Gavril’s face. “And I plan on keeping her here for quite a while.”
Third World War?”
Something kind of knotted in my stomach. I guessed it was a late batch of nerves.
Maxon came over and kissed my forehead.
With his hand holding my face toward his, Maxon lowered his lips to mine and gave me the faintest whisper of a kiss.
“That’s true,” Kriss said. “And in the end, thirty-four people have to go. If I was the last one standing, I’d want to know I had everyone else’s support, so we should try to be supportive, too.”
“Maxon, I’m not completely sure what we are, but we’re definitely more than friends.”
“No, I’m not choosing him or you. I’m choosing me.”
“You know that you’ve found something amazing, and you want to hold on to it forever; and every second after you have it, you fear the moment you might lose it.”
“How are you?” he asked, crossing the room. “Honestly? Nervous.” “It’s because I’m so good-looking, isn’t it?”
“Georgia Whitaker,”
“I’m going,” I said. “And we’re wasting time.” “To be clear, no one agrees with you.” “To be clear, I don’t care.”
“Is it strange that I feel better going into a den of rebels than I did when I had to entertain the women of the Italian royal family?”
Look unto the North Star, Your everlasting guide. Let truth, honor, all that’s right, Be always by your side. Love you, Shalom
You once asked if I told Maxon about you, and I did. He knows exactly what a spineless, ungrateful jackass you are.”
I was rushed by Celeste, who embraced me tightly. “Ahh, you bitch, I knew you’d make it!”
“Break my heart. Break it a thousand times if you like. It was only ever yours to break anyway.”
“I’ll love you until my very last breath. Every beat of my heart is yours. I don’t want to die without you knowing that.”
“Yes.”
But even now I know this isn’t a fairy tale. I know that we’ll have hard times, confusing times. I know that things won’t always happen the way we want them to and that we’ll have to work to remember that we chose this. It won’t be perfect, not all the time. This isn’t happily ever after. It’s so much more than that.

