“Everyone wants the good guy to win.”
“I am grateful for what you’ve done, I just wish you didn’t do all the other stuff in between.” How can she trust me not to tell anyone? I still don’t understand it.
“I don’t expect you to overlook everything I’ve done, but I thought you’d understand my actions because I would do anything for love. Just how I know you’d do anything for Luna. She may not see it, but you did what you thought was best for her.”
“I did that not knowing that everything I believed was based on a lie. Let us go, Alanna. We won’t tell anyone. Who would believe us, anyway? Two psychiatric escapee patients? Your reputation proceeds ours. Don’t you want this over with?”
She finishes bandaging my knee but keeps her hands wrapped around it, as if deep in thought.
Is she contem
