I took one look at his composed face and know he doesn’t understand,because if he did understand, he would be weeping, too, for this boy who loved a world that never loved him.
—Marta Acosta
Who are we without our memories?
You know, I’ve always hated those stories about princes and princesses with some extraordinary ability, special because they’re born special.’ ‘Like me?’ He smiled wickedly, making me laugh a little. ‘I didn’t see how those...
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