Sarah Fine

Some people can__ keep fighting. Some people want to escape. Some people are not ready__re not able__o find a way to deal with what__ in front of them. Sometimes there__ no one to help them. Sometimes they don__ know how to ask for help. Sometimes it feels like there__ no choice but to end it. No other way out. And sometimes it__ impossible to see past that.

We cannot own each other, Bo. We can only offer what is ours to give.

Focus on what's next, not what came before.

I close my eyes and dream, because wishes are out of my reach. They require hope. Dreams do not; they are fueled by the unreal, the forbidden, the things that will not ever exist in this world.

As long as you think like that, you'll be as brainless and helpless as the actual cuff of Astia. Use your will, Elli, for surely you have one. How else did you survive the torture that nearly killed you? How else did you make it to the woods? How else are you right here, after weeks of winter spent living in a cave, for stars' sake, looking stronger and healthier than I ever expected? No will, my arse.