I see pieces of memories in his eyes. Pieces of us. They are broken, and scattered, but they are there, gradually coming together again at the sight of me.

A free state is a corporate state.

I lean my head against my knee and close my eyes. Even the illusion of June is enough to send a stabbing pain through my chest. Hell. I miss her so much.

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.

Day, the boy from the streets with nothing except the clothes on his back and the earnestness in his eyes, owns my heart. He is beauty, inside and out. He is the silver lining in...

So, when I thought June might take you away, I didn’t know what to do. I felt like she was taking everything that mattered to me. I felt like she was taking away from you...

The phony surrender’s over; the ceasefire has ended. The final fight for the Republic has begun.

Someone’s going to be very pleased to see you.””I don’t think the Elector will be as excited as you think.””I wasn’t talking about the Elector.”My heart jumps at that.

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

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

June,” Day murmurs. I feel a strange warmth at the sound of my name on his lips.

What’s the point of keeping in touch with the girl you’re crazy about, when you’re dying?

I ALMOST KISSED THE GIRL LAST NIGHT.

[…] Tess and I are a good match. She understands intimately where I came from. She can cheer me up on my darkest days. It’s as if she came perfectly happy home instead of what...

It’s strange being here with you. I hardly know you. But…sometimes it feels like we’re the same person born into two different worlds.

I will hunt you down. I will scour the streets of Los Angeles for you. Search every street in the Republic if I have to. I will trick you and deceive you, lie, cheat and...

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

Tell me there is still good in the world. Tell me there is still hope for all of us.

Without his father’s shadow in a way, he’s beautiful.

What a joke! Poor little rich girl’s fallen in love with the Republic’s most famous criminal.

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.

The king is dead. Long live the queen.

Can one mistake really destroy a lifetime together?

The boy who walks in the light

He is beauty, inside and out.He is the silver lining in a world of darkness.He is my light.

Few people ever kill for the right reasons.

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

He looks like an angel, if a broken one.

June laughs. “I have to say, you look better than most people I see. I’ve heard a lot about you.””I hear about you a lot too,” Eden replies in a rush, “mostly from Daniel. He...

Her sadness makes her impossibly beautiful, like snow blanketing a barren landscape.

I’m June.

Day, the champion of the people, the one who can’t bear to see those around him suffer on his behalf, who would gladly give his life for those he loves.

My heart’s been torn wide open, just like I feared it would be, and I have no willpower to close it back up.

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

I reach out to touch one of the walls, imagining that I can feel his life and warmth through it, and I look around again, up toward the rooftops and then all the way to...

I don’t know if anyone’s ever told you this”, he begins. He doesn’t blush, and his eyes don’t dart away. Instead I find myself staring into a pair of oceans – one perfect, the other...

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

How can the boy who stirred an entire nation be dying?

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

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.

She’s pretty in a way that distracts me just like she did in the Skiz ring. No, pretty’s not the right word. Beautiful.

Sometimes, the sun sets earlier. Days don’t last forever, you know. But I’ll fight as hard as I can. I can promise you that.

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

My heart is ripped open, shredded, leaking blood. I can’t let him leave like this. We’ve been through to much to turn into strangers.

Each day means a new twenty-four hours. Each day means everything’s possible again. You live in the moment, you die in the moment, you take it all one day at a time.

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

My wandering has led me to the beginning of our journey together. I suppose it’s only fitting for me to be here at that journey’s end.

I don’t want–to go–I don’t want–to leave you–Eden–

Stay safe. I want to see you again when all this is done.

June has never looked more beautiful than she does now, unadorned and honest, vulnerable yet invincible.