The moment our lips met, I knew with pure and piercing certainty that I would have waited for him forever.
They had an ordinary life, full of ordinary things-if love can ever be called that.
I have loved you all my life, Mal," I whispered through my tears. "There is no end to our story.
They are orphans again, with no true home but each other and whatever life they can make together on the other side of the sea.
I don't care if you danced naked on the roof of the Little Palace with him. I love you, Alina, even the part of you that loved him.
What is she to you anyway?" "Here's my answer captain. She's the thing that made this all okay-the threadbare coats and the old boots and the guns that jams when you most need them to fire, the loneliness of knowing that you don't matter, that you will never matter, the fact that you're just another body, another uniform to be sent into the fold or the frost, another good boy who knows his place, who does his job, who doesn't ask questions, who will lie down and die and be forgotten. What is she? She's everything, you dumb son of a bitch.
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