Mila Finelli

Please. God, please, do not take her from me.

Loving the wrong person doesn’t make you weak. It makes you human. But staying with someone who is bad for you, someone who doesn’t lift you up, is a mistake.

"Don't say anything just yet," Haina murmurs in my ear, and then nuzzles it again. "Praxiians have good hearing and we want to make sure he buys what we're selling."

If he buys it? Heck, I've bought it, too.