You could run from someone you feared, you could try to fight someone you hated. All my reactions were geared toward those kinds of killers – the monsters, the enemies. When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options. How could you run, how could you fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it? If it was someone you truly loved?
I’d never done anything good enough to deserve a friend like Jacob.
You and me. That’s the only thing that matters. The only thing you’re allowed to think about now. Do you hear me?
You’re the best, smartest, most talented sister in the whole world.
I love you forever, Dad. Don’t forget that.
