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a fugitive is on board.
Oooooo
The ocean is beautiful. But it’s also unforgivable. Within seconds, it can turn against you.
Foreshadowing? Or from her past?
“We’ll cross paths again, Sawyer. Life has a funny way of throwing people into your path when you’re meant to collide. It’s up to you to choose to make it permanent.”
All of my victims are men, and most of them have unisex names, making it easier for me to impersonate them.
“Kev and I were twins. But now it's just me.”
I can only think of one thing. Where is she?
I’m almost angry at how relieved I am that she’s alive.
“That would be the toilet, but I don’t like anyone creepin’ around my hallways at night, so there’s a bucket in the room if nature calls.”
What the???
We get sharks on this beach all the time.” I pause, looking at him and echoing, “We?” “Sorry?” he asks, unsure of my point. “You said we get sharks,”
Then, the biggest storm I ever seen hit in 1985. A huge ship got caught up in it. Didn't know it at first, but it was carrying about eighty criminals. They were being transferred to a different prison when the boat capsized.
Who needs a goddamn radio when my hatred for men could signal an alien race from an entire galaxy away?
there’s a seed of concern sprouting in the pit of my stomach, slowly taking root as the minutes pass by.
“No more running, baby. I want him to come looking for you just so I can have the privilege of ending his life for touching what’s mine.”
“You were always destined to be mine,”
If I’m the devil, she’s fucking Lilith.
“Do you think I’d be happier if I lived in another world?” His response isn't immediate, but it stops my heart anyway. “Maybe. But I wouldn't be.”
Can she see a man falling in love with a little thief?
“If worshiping you is what you ask, I’d be happy to spend the rest of my life on my knees,”
“I’ll tell them who you are if you go,”
Bastard
Sylvester's expression turns thunderous, my only warning before he stands and backhands me across the face, its force sending me crashing to my ass.
Fuck, I love her.
Oh shit
“Can we stay here tonight?
I feel like this is definitely not a good idea... They should go back and make sure he isn't doing anything
“È impossibile odiarti quando mi fai sentire così vivo,”
Its impossible to hate you when you make me feel so alive
“Ed è esattamente per questo che voglio odiarti. Prima di incontrare te ero un sonnambulo. Cazzo, non ero pronto a svegliarmi.”
And that's exactly why i want to hate you. Before i met you, i was a sleepwalker. Damn, i wasn't ready to wake up
“Ho sbagliato a dirti che eri debole. Sei così incredibilmente coraggiosa, vorrei che lo vedessi anche tu.”
I was wrong to tell you that you were weak. You are so incredibly brave, i wish you could see that too
“Ti penso ogni ora, ogni minuto, ogni dannato secondo. Non so che fare.”
I think of you every hour, every minute, every damn second. I dont know what to do
“Era l’unica cosa che mi eccitava e dava pace. Hai rovinato anche questo. Sentirti su di me è meglio di immergersi nell’oceano. Neanche con questa rivelazione so che fare.”
As if I’d ever let her fall. Not unless it's for me.
“Ma solo quando sono pronto a venire con te. Annegheremo insieme, bella ladra.”
But only when i'm ready to come with you. We'll drown together, beautiful thief
I notice the steak knife I was using to eat yesterday is now missing.
“There’s a place in the ocean, so deep, where not a single point of light penetrates through it. And for so long, I’ve been trapped there, unable to breathe. When I met you, you lifted me out of that darkness, and it was the first time I came up for air. You’ve become my oxygen, bella ladra, and I can no longer breathe without you.”
“You are a thief, baby. You stole my name, and now you’ve taken my heart, too. Demand anything else from me, and I’ll give it to you.”
“I killed Kevin,”
How do I tell her that I’m only angry because I wanted to see the life drain from his eyes, too?
But what is surviving without living, and what is death without pain?
I feel rather than see something pushing me to the side.
this poor girl has taken a bullet for me.
You should be proud of yourself. You made me want to live.”
“Why a cactus?” I shrug. “They’re strong and resilient, and survive under extreme conditions.”
“Oh, and they don’t harm a fly unless you fuck with them.”
But to my utter surprise, he sits on the other side of Simon and silently holds out his wrist.
“Make it quick,” he grumbles.
