“ I’ve been as good as dead since the day I was born. I accepted that a very long time ago. ”
Do you truly feel that she is worth your wings?”He smiled. “What good are my wings, friend, when I can hold theworld in my arms?
~ Elizabeth Morgan
Why did you choose to save me?”“I could not let you die.” He placed the plate and glass on the kitchen counter.“But you have let goodness knows how many people die. Why me?”“You made me...” He leaned against the counter and looked at her. “You made me…feel.
He moved closer to her. “You did not have to get me anything. The fact that you did means I have been in your thoughts. I am thankful for that.
....I should have wanted you. I wanted so much to want you.
