P-p-p-please, don’t cast me out
If you continue with that train of thought and end it with, I did it because I love you and can’t bear to see you in turmoil, you could sell it to Hallmark, but not to me!
Kora may have been a witch, and your father may have had prophetic dreams. But you Paige, is not a witch. You are something much more, but the question is what?
You two are bad, sneaking behind Mr. Caswell’s back, getting a little something, something on the side.
You know what scares me? You think I’m a monster.
I didn’t spend my whole summer training with Anwar and him on a deserted island in the Baltic sea to stand here and do nothing.
I hated all this: the mystery of myself.
You’re a gorgeous siren who could lure anybody into your arms. But I must go before I deliciously fall under your spell.
