Freedom is not worth it without him.

I love you, Hsin," he said hoarsely. "I missed you so much.""I love you, too." Sin's voice was still thick and husky. "I came back for you. Because I wanted to find you, because I wanted to remember you.

We're never separating again. Fucking never

Being with him makes me feel different.

No one should be able to tail me unnoticed, no matter how good they are.I'm supposed to be better.

Generally ‘training’ went something akin to this:“So what you have to do is

It doesn't change that I still want him, I still want to be with him, I still feel like the fucking air has been sucked out of the room when he walks in and I still think about him all the time.

I wasn't afraid of you!' Ryan protested. 'I was half intimidated, half infatuated, and I didn't know how to act because of it.'Sin made a face at Ryan and picked up his chips again. 'How could you be infatuated with me when you didn't even know me?'Ryan scoffed and pointed his cheese-covered fork at Sin. 'You're gorgeous and tragic—gay boys like that kind of thing.

Your feelings and thoughts are your own and fuck them if they think they can control them.

What do you want?” Boyd whispered.“You—

I had more to say,” Sin said, still looking frustrated. “But it doesn’t come out right when I try. I always say the wrong things.”Boyd nodded but he was so caught by their proximity, by the green of Sin’s eyes, that at first he struggled with his own words.“It’s alright,” he said at last. “As long you don’t hate me, it’s enough.”“That is not enough,” Sin growled. “Not by a goddamn long shot. You just have no idea, Boyd. No fucking clue.”“About what?”“Everything. Why I acted the way I did…Why I was so pissed off. It will never make any sense to you because I don’t know how to explain.”“So try,” Boyd pressed. “Please.”“I don’t know how.

He'd lost the only part of his life that made it worth living because of a couple random fucks. How ridiculous.