Chapter 110 Talk

• I could almost feel my breath catch at the reflection of the weepy, innocent girl in his sea-green eyes; such was the tenderness of his stare. My own eyes became glassy as I realized how afraid I was of him seeing over the barrier I had erected around myself over the last four years to keep him out.
• Tyrone had no idea that ever since we reestablished our friendship, his gaze would cause the bricks supporting my wall to tremble. It was killing me to know that maybe Victoria wasn't so wrong after all—that was exactly how he used to look at me before ninth school.
• I had the impression that I was perched on a precipice and that the only thing keeping me from falling into his ocean-blue eyes would be a bungee cord. But now that Victoria had cut the cord to the strength of a hair strand, it was much more difficult to jump.