Wake Me Up Inside Quotes

“Just my fingers, Blondie. I gotta get in here. Figure if it’s just my

fingers, it’ll be okay. I think I can get in deeper than with my tongue this way.”

“Love your tongue.”

Zev chuckled. “Yeah, I know. I think the people in the rooms next to ours know too.”

Jonah laughed, enjoying the fact that they could talk and tease while they loved on each other.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“My brain hurts,” Zev groaned.

Jonah patted his head.

“Of course it does. It’s a sad little organ that isn’t used to getting

this kind of workout. But don’t worry, Pup, I’m well aware of your





mental shortcomings, and I’m not in this relationship because of your

brain.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“All that reading and the only thing he’d learned
was that shifters were shitty historians.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“But, Jonah, don’t freak out now, but….” A deep breath, and then Zev finished speaking in a rush, “You are a shifter.”

BOTH men were quiet for a long time. Zev was allowing his words to sink in, letting Jonah absorb intellectually what Zev was certain the
man’s body already knew innately—that he was not only a man, but also a wolf.

“I’m a shifter?”

Zev nodded.

“And you think this… why?”

“I know this because you shifted last night. When we were together, you shifted and you were beautiful. Damn, Blondie, your wolf is just as gorgeous as your man.”

“I shifted?”

“Yes.”

“Into a wolf?”

“Yes.”

“Last night?”

“Yes.”

“I shifted into a wolf last night?”

“Yes, Jonah. When you add up all three clauses they make a very pretty sentence, and the meaning stays the same.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Yes, it was a joke. It’s a good thing I’m moving back here, Pup.

You’re clearly starved for intelligent company if you can’t even

recognize humor when it’s right in front of you. I blame Toby for this.

The man still laughs at fart jokes.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“The internal conflict kept Jonah paralyzed in place. That is, until

Pup walked over to him and rested his head on Jonah’s lap. Amber eyes

looked up at him with the same loving, devoted gaze that had met him

earlier that morning, except this time those eyes were in a different

face. Everything that had been holding Jonah back was dismissed with

that recognition.

This was his Zev, the man who meant everything to him. Okay,

so what he’d just witnessed with his own eyes didn’t make sense, but,

hey, neither did physics at the beginning of the semester freshman year,

and by the end, Jonah had earned an A. So he’d just need to learn about

this in the same way, ask questions, study… whatever there was to

study. Jonah was a good student; learning had never been an issue for

him. Jonah took in a deep breath. Yes, this was all about learning

something new. It’d be fine.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“It took several seconds for Jonah to remember what he’d been

saying.

“Well, we ran some tests. Turns out he was loaded out of his

mind on meth. The hardest part was that he told us they had the

equipment to do the alien removal in their basement, but it was noisy

and disturbed the neighbors. So his brother told him to come to the

hospital to get it done. We were wondering if the brother was drugged

out too, but when we called his house he admitted that he’d just gone

along with the whole alien thing to get the guy to the hospital.”

“Smart brother.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Glad to hear it. Because if you don’t get your shit together, man,

I’m going to gift wrap it, slap a big, ugly bow on top, and send it to you

for your birthday.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Okay, then, how does Zev not having sex with me make sense?

You just said you’ve been sleeping with Lori since high school. You

went to nursing school out of state, so clearly that didn’t stop you.”

“That’s different, Jonah. My relationship with Lori isn’t like your

relationship with Zev.”

Jonah wasn’t surprised, he was just tired. Of course Toby would

see the relationships as different. Two men couldn’t possibly feel about

each other the way a man feels about a woman. Apparently having a

gay uncle couldn’t change that type of thinking.

“Right. Because we’re gay. Our relationship can’t be as

meaningful as yours,” he responded sarcastically.

“No,” Toby replied, looking straight into Jonah’s eyes with a

somber expression. “What you have with Zev is much deeper.”

Jonah’s mouth dropped open, and he stared at Toby. As long as

Jonah had known the other man, he’d had a thing for Lori, and, as far

as Jonah knew, they were very happy together.

“Last night when we came to your place, Zev flipped out. Did you

know that?” Toby said.

Jonah shook his head. He’d been sitting in his bedroom and

hadn’t heard a thing.

“Well, he did. He lost it and ran outside. I followed him and

caught up to him in the alley. He’d punched a hole in the side of your





apartment building and he was kneeling on the ground, vomiting and

crying.”

Jonah’s heart broke. So that was how Zev had acquired those

injured knuckles. He didn’t want to hear any more.

“I didn’t know what the hell was wrong,” Toby continued. “I

couldn’t get him to come inside and I didn’t want to leave him out there

alone. Once his stomach was empty, he just kept dry heaving and

shaking. Eventually Lori came out and told me what’d been going on

before we got there.” Toby glared at Jonah. “I wanted to go upstairs

and kick your ass myself when I heard there’d been another man in

your bedroom. You wanna know what stopped me?”

Jonah couldn’t bring himself to respond. He was still thinking about Zev crying on the street. The man was always so strong, so steady and confident. He’d never seen Zev cry, and the knowledge that he’d caused that level of pain made Jonah feel sick.

“I knew that if I so much as looked at you crosswise, Zev would’ve crippled me. No matter what you’d done to him.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“The conversation was tense and awkward,

but at least Toby’s atrocious music was no longer making Jonah’s ears

bleed. Jonah would have preferred hearing his car engine drop out and

drag across the asphalt than another cheesy ballad.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Aren’t we waiting for Lori?” Jonah asked.

Toby didn’t turn around as he answered.

“Nah, she isn’t coming. We’ll meet up with her later today.”

Great. Lori was too pissed to see him and Toby was like

Antarctica. Jonah still wasn’t completely sure why they were so angry,

given the fact that Zev hadn’t told anyone back home about their

relationship. Well, there was one option; his old friends weren’t

comfortable with him being gay. Tough shit.

Jonah figured the best way to deal with the situation was to face it

head-on. But as soon as they got into Jonah’s car, Toby started fiddling

with the radio. Jonah decided to bide his time and wait for Toby to

finish what he was doing so they could talk. He almost lost his

composure when the other man landed on a Barry Manilow song and

kept it there. Toby had to be the only Fanilow under the age of fifty.

“So I’m guessing Lori told you about that guy in my apartment

last night.”

Toby’s posture immediately stiffened. Several long moments

passed before he answered.

“Yeah, she did.”

“Anything you want to ask me about it, Toby? Might as well get

it out there. No reason to walk on eggshells around each other.”

“Ooookay,” Toby responded, drawing out the word. He took a

deep breath and turned to face Jonah. “Did you stumble across a

clearance sale on jackass cream or something? Maybe they were

running a special on lobotomies?”

Well, that was an unexpected response.

“Huh? Whatta you mean?”

“What I mean, Jonah…,” Toby said in a louder voice, “is that I

know we’re all just a couple of bad decisions away from being one of





those weirdos who buys fake nuts and hangs them on the back of his

pickup truck, but you really managed to win the stupid cake last night.”

Okay, this conversation wasn’t going exactly how Jonah had

planned, but he still felt the need to defend himself.

“Stupid? Why? Because I’m gay? That’s not a bad decision,

Toby. It’s not a decision at all.”

Jonah pulled into a parking lot of a decent diner, turned off the

car, and turned to face Toby. The conversation was tense and awkward,

but at least Toby’s atrocious music was no longer making Jonah’s ears

bleed. Jonah would have preferred hearing his car engine drop out and

drag across the asphalt than another cheesy ballad.

“No shit, Sherlock. But cheating on Zev is a decision. A really

bad decision.”

Jonah’s mouth dropped open, and he snapped his eyes toward

Toby in shock. Holy crap. Toby knew about his relationship with Zev.

That meant Lori knew. As much as he hated being hidden from Zev’s

family and life back in Etzgadol, Jonah didn’t want the man to be

forced out against his will.

“You know?”

“Know what?”

“About, um, me and Zev?”

Toby rolled his eyes.

“Of course I know. Just because I was blessed in the looks

department doesn’t mean I was shorted anything upstairs. I’m not an

idiot, Jonah.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“When Zev still didn’t say anything, Toby visibly stiffened,

seemingly steeling his courage, and then continued speaking. “Is

something going on with Jonah?”

“We haven’t talked about Jonah since he moved away,” Zev

answered after a short pause.

“I know.”

“That was three and a half years ago,” Zev continued.

“I know.”

He probably should have been surprised that Toby had known

he’d kept in touch with Jonah, but Zev wasn’t. Lori was pretty

perceptive, and she probably knew exactly where Zev went when he

traveled for business. And what Lori knew, Toby knew. Whether they

were aware of the nature of Zev’s feelings for the human wasn’t clear,

but Zev was too tired to try to make excuses.

“He’s gonna go to medical school.” Zev still hadn’t moved his arm from his face, so he couldn’t see Toby’s reaction.

“Medical school?” Toby’s voice was tempered but confused.

“That’s, like, four years of school and then four years of

residency. Which means eight more years away from Etzgadol.” Eight

more years away from me.

The last part was really the crux of the problem, but Zev didn’t

dare say it out loud. It’d give away too much. Still, it didn’t make

sense. A few years away so they could grow up and be old enough to

tie when they came back together, Zev was almost able to understand.

But that time had passed, Zev had figured out how to tie with a male,

and he was ready for his mate to join him.

Why would nature give him a mate who insisted on staying

away? Zev felt like he was missing something. Like there was a lesson

he should be learning, but he had no clue what it was. Instead, he just





felt frustrated and angry. So many thoughts were swirling in his mind

that he hadn’t registered Toby’s long silence until the other man spoke

again.

“You know my mom works with Doc Carson.”

The change in topic was weird, but welcome, so Zev engaged

Toby in the conversation.

“Yeah, I know.”

“So I was asking her the other day if she thinks he’d take me on at

the clinic when I get my nursing degree, and you know what she told

me?”

The conversation was about as interesting as watching paint peel,

but at least it got Zev thinking about something other than Jonah.

Almost.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“feet onto the file boxes serving as a coffee table and

smacked Zev in the stomach.

“Ow. Fuck, Toby, that hurt.”

“Yeah, right. Come on, Zev, I haven’t got all night. I need to go

home, shower, pretend to go to bed, then meet your sister outside your

parents’ house so I can corrupt her. And I’m not gonna get very far

with her if she isn’t convinced that I got you to open up, so spill.”

Zev winced. “There are so many things wrong with that sentence

that I can’t even prioritize. Can you please pass me the brain bleach?”

“Okay, fine. Lori and I are going to play chess and braid each

other’s hair all night. Is that what you want to hear?”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Damn it, don’t you have any decent music in this house?

Be right back, I’m getting my iPod out of my truck.”

“I keep a loaded shotgun under this couch, Toby, and I’m

bringing it out if I hear Michael Bolton. And this isn’t a house. It’s a

small tin can.”

Toby grumbled. “Why the hate, dude? That man’s voice is

beautiful. I’m telling you, if he showed up at my door singing a ballad,

I’d give him anything he wanted without blinking an eye. My social

security number, where I keep the hidden house key, the secret ending

to The Crying Game, anything.”

“If I pretend to be deaf, will it get me out of a continued

discussion about whiny singers? And does my sister know about this

sick obsession of yours? ’Cause I imagine the best thing about your

taste in music is all the money you save on buying condoms.”

“Fine. But I don’t want to hear your head-banging crap, so no

music.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Toby was in town visiting for a few days. Between all the time

the man had been spending with Lori, and with his own family, Zev

hadn’t gotten to see his friend much. But that evening Toby had shown

up with an extra-large pizza and a six-pack of beer.

They’d eaten some of the food, then shifted and gone out for a

long run. It had felt good to let his wolf free and feel the wind running

through his fur. So good, in fact, that Zev was almost smiling. A

foreign expression on his face these days.

“Look, Zev, I know you’d rather sit on my lap while I’m taking a

dump than talk about your feelings, but what’s going on with you?”

Zev coughed at the visual image that little comment had painted

in his mind. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replied none

too convincingly. Then he flopped his head on the back of the couch

and draped his arm across his eyes.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“So.” Zev’s husky voice broke the silence once their gasps died down. “What do you think? Did you enjoy your turn?”

Jonah rubbed his hand up and down Zev’s leg, kissed the man’s softening dick, and then crawled back up his muscular body.

“I think that’s definitely a keeper. Let’s add it to the rotation.”

Zev laughed, wrapped his arms around Jonah, and held him tightly.

“Whatever you say, Blondie. After all, you are the brains of this operation. Or at least that’s what you keep telling me.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Jonah chuckled. “Quit making me laugh, Zev. You’re spoiling the romance. And I went through great efforts to seduce you, here. I put away the dirty socks, threw out the pizza boxes, and I even changed the sheets on this bed.”

“Oh, wow. How could I possibly resist when you bring out the big guns of seduction like that? Nothing turns me on like basic housekeeping.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Zev had grossly underestimated how much he’d miss his friend.

He’d underestimated the ingrained need coursing through him to be

with his mate. And, worst of all, he’d underestimated the length of their

separation. When Jonah moved away that summer day twelve years

prior, he tore a hole in Zev. And Zev was starting to wonder whether

Jonah was ever going to come home to stitch that wound closed.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“I’m gonna miss you, Hassick.”

“Missing doesn’t cover it, Blondie.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“The thought of leaving Zev had been painful, but

after what they’d just shared, it had escalated to crippling.

“Zev, are you sure about skipping college? I know your family

wants you to take over their business, but is it what you want? And

even if it is, don’t you want to go to college first?” Jonah’s voice

lowered as he finished his plea. “Come with me.”

Zev stretched and kissed the top of his friend’s head, which was

still resting on his broad chest. He rubbed the back of Jonah’s neck and

tried to keep both of them calm.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“The thought of leaving Zev had been painful, but

after what they’d just shared, it had escalated to crippling.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Without moving apart, Zev moaned and whispered into Jonah’s

mouth, “Damn, Blondie, you’re a great kisser.”

Jonah moved his arms up to Zev’s back, wrapping the young man

in his embrace and stroking his smooth, firm skin. “You’re not so bad

yourself, Hassick. You been practicing this with someone without me

knowing?”

Zev snickered. “You jealous?”

Jonah didn’t return the smile. He looked into Zev’s eyes and

answered without any guile, “Yeah. I’m jealous of anyone who got to

touch you.”

Instead of looking freaked out, as Jonah had half expected, Zev

remained completely calm. He gazed into Jonah’s eyes with such

powerful emotion that Jonah’s heart raced and his breath hitched.

“Unless you can manage being jealous of yourself, you don’t

have to worry. Like I told you yesterday, I haven’t ever thought about

anyone else—girls or guys—let alone touched anyone else. It’s just

you, Blondie. It’s always been you.” Zev let his words sink in, then he reversed the tables on the discussion. “What about you? Been hiding

out behind the bleachers sneaking kisses with cheerleaders?”

Jonah snorted more than laughed. “Uh, Zev, I was teasing about

the whole not-so-smart thing earlier, but now I’m thinking I may have

been on to something. That hardness you feel against your stomach

isn’t a banana. That’s me happy to see you, or feel you, in this case.

And you’re a guy. With that background in place, we can add two and

two together here and even someone with your limited math skills can

come up with the correct answer. I’m gay. I’ve got no deep dark

cheerleader secrets in my past.”

Zev was amazed at how easily Jonah said the words. He admired

how his friend so completely accepted this part of himself. No shame,

no hesitation. Just a matter-of-fact statement. In that moment, Zev

decided he’d take the same approach. He knew it’d shock his parents.

Hell, it’d rock his whole community. But he was attracted to a man. He

had a male mate. That meant he was gay. Zev Hassick was a gay

shifter. The pack would just have to find a way to deal with that truth

even though they’d always believed it to be impossible.

“And in case you’re wondering,” Jonah continued, his hand still

rubbing Zev’s back but now moving lower, skating over his ass, “I

don’t have any deep dark football player secrets, either. I’ve had a

crush on one guy for as long as I can remember and I kinda put all my

eggs in that basket.”

Zev took another kiss, slow, soft and sweet this time.

“I better be the egg-basket guy in that story, Blondie, or the

tickles are coming back in full force.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Zev finished drying his

body, hung his towel, and then headed into Jonah’s bedroom. He noted

the stacks of boxes in the corner, Jonah’s belongings ready for his

move, and felt a stab in his chest. With a hand pressing down against

his heart, Zev settled into Jonah’s bed and thought about how to handle

the situation facing him.

True mates didn’t separate. Not ever, not for any length of time.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Jonah lowered himself onto his backside and scooted against the wall. He kept his hand on the thick fur and petted the wolf that he’d seen on an almost daily basis for as long as he could remember. For the first time since that afternoon’s debacle with Zev, Jonah felt calm. He’d had trouble falling asleep, still anxious about Zev’s reaction to their encounter and Jonah’s assertion that Zev was attracted to him. Even when he’d finally drifted into slumber, Jonah had tossed around restlessly, terrified that he’d driven away his best friend for good. But in that moment, sitting on the floor with his arms around the brown wolf, he felt better. There was something about the animal that tempered Jonah’s worry and relaxed him from the inside out.
Jonah sighed. His eyelids felt heavy and his body was worn out from the stressful day. So much so, that with the wolf’s warm body pressed against his, Jonah succumbed to sleep without giving any thought as to why his cock had lengthened and hardened as soon as he’d embraced the creature. HE’D never rested so soundly, felt so complete and at peace. Jonah snuggled up against the soft, warm pillow and sighed happily. An answering rumble caused him to reassess the pillow theory. As sleep started clearing from his mind, Jonah became aware of the strong heartbeat close to his ear and the sound of someone else breathing.
Zev. He sensed Zev.
But the last time he’d seen his best friend they’d fought, so that didn’t make sense. Jonah opened one eye and was greeted with an amber gaze. Except these amber eyes weren’t attached to the body of the young man who’d played front and center in Jonah’s every fantasy. They were attached to the brown wolf Jonah had known even longer. His arm was already wrapped around the large canine, so Jonah just moved his hand back and forth over the soft coat, petting his animal friend.
“Morning, Pup. Anyone ever tell you that you make a great teddy bear?”
Jonah laughed when the wolf growled. He actually looked affronted. Who knew that expression was possible for a dog?
“Oh, Pup, did I offend you? Sorry, boy.” Jonah squeezed the large animal into a tight hug. It felt so comforting, he didn’t want to let go.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“The human buried within the wolf’s skin exerted every ounce of

control he had and forced his wolf to move back, lest he frighten his

best friend. Zev raised himself off Jonah on shaky legs and backed

away into the corner. He rolled himself into a ball and whimpered

quietly. He hurt. Every nerve ending in his body wanted to touch Jonah.

He needed to claim his mate, but he couldn’t because Jonah was male

and human. Zev had never known pain as intense as that which coursed

through him as a result of the denied need to be with his mate, to tie

together and join with him in all ways possible.

“What’s wrong, Pup?” Jonah approached Zev with his hand out,

palm up. He squatted down by the huge wolf and looked at him with

concern. “Are you sick?”

Jonah’s position brought his crotch dangerously close to Zev’s

face. The young man’s enticing scent was strongest in that part of his

body, and Zev couldn’t stop himself from raising his head and resting it

in Jonah’s lap, sniffing at him and burrowing as close as he could

through the protective barrier of his mate’s pajama pants. He rolled

onto his stomach, hiding an arousal that he knew would frighten and

repulse the human, but kept his head in place on Jonah’s thigh with his

nose close to Jonah’s sex.

With his mate near, he could feel Jonah’s heat, smell Jonah’s

scent. They were together. It was enough. It had to be enough. For now.

The last thought—an internal promise from Zev’s human to his wolf

that the separation from Jonah’s body was only temporary—was what

Zev’s body needed to soothe out the cramping that had taken over his

intestines.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Jonah reached up and brushed Zev’s brown locks off his

forehead, the expression on his face tender.

“We’re done with high school now, Zev. I’m leaving for college

in two days. I’m tired of pretending.” Jonah took a deep breath before

continuing. “This is attraction,” he finished softly.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Zev’s heart thumped wildly, and he somehow managed to

increase his speed, running faster than he’d ever previously managed.

Jonah was a big kid, almost as big as Zev. And he was strong. But

shifters were stronger than humans, even when wearing their human

skins. And with three of them surrounding Jonah, he didn’t stand a

chance. Hell, even very few shifters would manage to come out

victorious against those odds.

The sounds of fists hitting bodies intermingled with shouting

ratcheted Zev’s anxiety even higher. Just as he was about to turn the

corner, the noise stopped. That unexpected silence increased the fear

that racked Zev’s body to such high proportions that he thought he

might vomit.

“Get away from….”

Zev’s warning stuck in his throat as he finally managed to get

around the edge of the building to survey the scene in front of him.

Brian was lying on the ground, cradling his arm. A shifter who was two

years older than Zev was flat on his back with his eyes closed. The

third shifter who’d threatened Jonah was holding his nose, trying to

block the blood that poured out from between his fingers. And in the

center of the damage stood Jonah, his fists clenched, face sweaty, blond

hair disheveled, and expression fierce.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“ZEV walked out of his parents’ house and over to his truck, dropped

his head against the door, and took in a deep breath, letting the fresh air

cool his lungs. Standing up to his family once again and garnering their

support for his future mating was all well and good, but none of it

meant a thing if his mate didn’t return and accept his place in the pack

beside Zev. If Jonah didn’t come home soon, Zev wasn’t sure whether

there’d be a Hassick male available to lead the Etzgadol pack.

He looked up at the sky. The stars were beautiful out here. They

sparkled above him, showing the spirits of those who came before.

Come back to me, Jonah. Our spirits are intertwined, and my body

cannot endure without its other half for much longer.

He felt the pain deep in his bones, the urge to shift and run. But

he pushed it back, grateful that, at least for now, his human could still

exert his will. His wolf was tired of waiting for his human to find their

mate and the wolf wanted control of their form so he could go find

Jonah and claim him. But their mate was long gone, well out of scent

distance, and the chance of Zev’s wolf finding him before running into

hunters or vehicles was slim.

Zev knew that unless he claimed his mate the time was fast

approaching when his human would no longer be able to control his

wolf. When that happened, the fear driving the intervention his family

had staged that night would become a reality: Zev’s human would be

forever lost. And without his human’s wisdom to limit him, Zev’s wolf

would likely end his life trying to find his mate.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Both boys played soccer

in the Etzgadol City League. They were on different teams, of course.

Zev’s team was all shifters. He was sure the pack would have forced

them to play in an all-shifter league, if there were such a thing. But the

shifter population didn’t have enough boys in his age group to make up

a whole league, so the pack formed its own team in the Etzgadol City

League.

When Zev had learned of the integrated league two years earlier,

he’d immediately developed what his parents called an “almost

maniacal obsession” with both soccer and baseball—not coincidentally,

the two sports in the Etzgadol City League. He’d never bothered with





other sports because he’d seen no point. The only reason to participate,

as far as Zev was concerned, was the chance to play with his human

friend.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside

“Sitting in his parents’ living room and fending off setup attempts

made Zev realize there was a downside to empowering his pack to

speak their minds—now he was forced to listen to them. Maybe he’d

have been better off leaving things as they’d always been. Then

nobody, and certainly not a female, even if she was an elder and a

relative, would dare speak to the Alpha in such a condescending way.

Zev dismissed the thought as soon as it entered his head. He was

glad his family cared, glad his grandmother felt confident enough to

question him, and glad members of his pack felt confident enough to

share their feelings. The pack was stronger for it, even if it meant Zev

had to endure this emotionally debilitating family intervention.”
― Cardeno C., Wake Me Up Inside