Chapter 67
- I could spend the rest of my life hoping things could have been different.
- But it was no use to keep on wishing for some things that will never come true; it’s only a waste of time.
- It was better to be grateful for the little mercies life gave me. I’d rather choose to remember the way my fate was always meant this way—to experience happiness while worrying if death will take it away any second I blink or breathe.