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Goodnight, June.

He loves you, really he does. He'd love you even if it destroyed him. He matches you.

I love you," I whisper over and over again. "Don't go," I close my eyes. My tears fall on his cheeks.

I scream for everything that has gone wrong. I scream for everything broken in our lives.

(no heels or steel toes, so I can't use them as weapons)

The world is made of countless threads that connect all things. These threads give the world both its color and its life.

The memory fades, and I'm left hanging on to the ghosts of his
words.

The darkness seeps in a little more every day. What have I done? How can I be like this?

They were the flash of light in a stormy sky, the fleeting darkness before dawn. Never have they existed before, nor shall they ever exist again.

Without emotion, what's the point of being human?

The fire in you burns as fiercely as it did when I first met you.

I can taste the good-bye on his lips.

The irony of life is that those who wear masks often tell us more truths than those with open faces.

We are doomed to be forever young.

An inferior child with bad genes is no use to the country.

Already, I'm starting to forget the face of the man I killed.

Hey - with your metal leg and half a brain, and my four leftover senses, we almost make a whole person.

It is pointless to believe what you see, if you only see what you believe.

Can one mistake really destroy a lifetime together?

Every morning, everything's possible again. Right?

A crack of lightning, an explosion of thunder, the sound of pounding rain.

You do what you need to do.

It's the duty of a Republic soldier to be loyal to the end, and I'm still a soldier. I will be one until I die.

His eyes are two warnings, full of everything he wishes he could say out loud

I'm telling you that you got your facts wrong. I didn't kill your brother. But you killed my mother. You might as well have held the gun to her head!

I bet the Republic hasn't seen the last of you.

I ALMOST KISSED THE GIRL LAST NIGHT.

I always knew, on some level, that I wouldn't live long. It's simply not written in my stars.

So many poor and desperate, come to see me suffer in order to distract themselves from their own hungry lives.

I am tired of being used, hurt, and cast aside. It is my turn to use. My turn to hurt.

So. Tell me, little wolf. Do you want to punish those who have wronged you?

Someday, you'll learn that life isn't always what you want it to be. That you won't always get what you want.

When had Eden grown up? I feel like I blinked and missed it.

So many memories, so much joy and sadness.

At least you understand me." He raises an eyebrow again. "Sometimes.

I pat Eden's head. I'll be right back okay? Stay on the bench. Don't go anywhere. If someone tries to make you move, you scream. Got it?

I'm not loyal enough to the Republic to stamp that loyalty right on my face. Leave that to June.

At this moment, all I'm thinking about is what I'd give up for the chance to kiss her or to run my fingers through her dark hair.

He looks like an angel, if a broken one.

The immortal story of the White Wolf, who may have been a courageous hero or a cruel villain. Depending which version of the story you've heard.

There was once a time when darkness shrouded the world, and the darkness had a queen." -

After she was gone, I sheathed her sword at my belt, draped her cloak over my shoulders, carried her heart in my arms, and, somehow, went on.

A MILLION THOUGHTS POUR THROUGH MY HEAD, BUT LIKE HER, I STAY SILENT. THERE'S SIMPLY NOTHING TO SAY.

The Republic is weak and broken." I narrow my eyes. "But it is still your country. Fight for it. This is your home, not theirs.

I don't want--to go--I don't want--to leave you--Eden--

Pain enhances beauty.

I loved you once

Absolute power is absolute power, no matter what it's called.

None of us are saints. We can all do better.

After a lifetime of darkness, I want to leave something behind that is made of light.

What's right is relative, isn't it?

Don't cry. You are stronger than that.

hello I'm day, hello I'm june

In the mirror, I look the same. But I am a different person inside.I am a prodigy who knows the truth. I know exactly what I'm going to do.

No. I cannot let him control me.
You are mine, Adelina, Enzo growls. Turn your powers against your own fleet.

Where I come from, we're more about efficiency,' he replies. 'A knife like this'll skewer food, smear butter, and slit throats all at the same time.

Violetta's voice trembles. "Raffaele is saying that all of us, all Elites, are in danger."

That we are doomed to be forever young.

The Republic's most wanted criminal is just a boy, sitting before me, suddenly vulnerable, laying all his weaknesses out for me to see.

I looked into those eyes and I saw nothing. It was like staring straight into the Underworld. Like he aches to return to where he came from.

Enzo's eyes flick back to me. He does not ask if I will be okay. His silent approval makes me stand taller.

Trusting me is a dangerous game, mi Adelinetta.

We are drawn to stories," he says in a soft voice, "and every scar carries one.

You try to walk in the light.

I'd gotten someone killed.
The price people seem to pay for crossing my path.

Forever and ever, kid, until you're sick and tired of seeing me.

If you want to rebel, rebel from inside the system.That's much more powerful than rebelling outside the system.

I find myself pausing to admire her face.
For a brief moment, I'm lost to my surroundings.

I could be compassionate, if I wanted. Metias would be merciful. But I was never as good a person as my brother.

I certainly don't understand all these strange new feelings inside me
am I here because I love him, or because I owe him?

Metias is gone again. He is always gone.

It means, Day, that you're dying.

Ollie looks back at me with that universal dog wisdom, then promptly goes back to sleep.

I am still alone, broken and small, the butterfly fighting for life in the grass.

And what if they don't respond to your call?" June says. I shoot her a quick smile. "Have some faith, sweetheart. The people love me.

Some secret emotion darts across his eyes. A beautiful mystery.

i will not kill you.

i will keep you alive.
I will torture you.

until your soul is dead.

I enlarge the photo again. Nope, too blurry

It hurts every day, the absence of someone who was once there.

Maybe it's the expression in her eyes, something at once coolly logical and fiercely defiant.

What is so great about being good?

I am June Iparis, I remind myself.

He's right. I can't deny it. I am the reason Day lost everything that matters to him.

I don't like seeing her this delicate.

The world's deadliest mercenaries choose to serve you, the whispers say, because they have yet to meet me.

We are both disturbed and fascinated by visions of bleak futures, predictions of what might come if we as a society aren't careful.

I'm so tired. I don't know if I can ever outrun how I used to be.

I've been searching a long time for something I think I lost.
I felt like I found something when I saw you back there.

He loves so wholly. It is his nature.
No one compares to him. And right now, I want nothing else.

Set this world on fire, Enzo. With everything you have.

I have to rub my eyes and read the captions again. They're still there. The Elector has freed Eden.

Our hearts fill with terror at the thought of harm coming to our loved ones, don't they? You cannot have love without fear. The two coexist.

I'm supposed to hate you for what you did, I think. But her eyes linger on me in a way that refuses to let me.

How many times have you been called an abomination?" he whispers. "A monster? Worthless?"
Too many times.

Few people ever kill for the right reasons, June. Most do it for the wrong reasons. I just hope you never have to be in either category.

Keep at it, Junebug - someday, you'll shake the Republic to its very core. You'll be absolutely unforgettable. I know it.

All they're going to see is a wealthy man who has no idea how to heal their suffering.

I take a step toward him and grin cheerfully. With all due respect, I don't see the Republic tacking up wanted posters with your pretty face on them.

I rub the weariness from my eyes and try to ignore my headache - I could use some rest.

I have to force a smile off my face as I sit limply in my seat ...
Then, just as I'm congratulating myself for such a stellar plan ...

June will break your heart. I can see it already. She'll shatter you into a million pieces.