Agres!” she hissed again even louder this time “WHAT!” Tria smiled “Oh good you are alive.

This should be fun see how much we can annoy them this time.” “Annoy is such a harsh word...” Tria teased.

So what have I missed.” Ingra asked Javal “Not much but hey I managed to reach your friend in Islette so all's good.” Javal sounded nervous but why would he be nervous?

And Dilmore seems to be ignoring us again.” Tria says

It took us a stupid amount of time but we did it.

This doesn't feel right Agres...” Tria whispered “Nonsense!” Agres replied.

If you are financially affluent, think of adopting a kid and raise him or her right next to your biological offspring. And let your love become the proof of your parenthood, instead of your DNA.

For now, this afternoon, you saw and touchedmy heart, dissolved and liquid in your hands.

I believe that hope, imagination, and dreams create our destiny.

You are condemn your by thoughts.

I design from instinct. It's the only way I know how to live. What feels good. What feels right. What is needed. Give me a problem and I will approach it creatively, from my gut.

Not a penny off the pay, not a second on the day.

People don't resent you for being brave. They resent themselves for being afraid.

It feel like winning the cup final, if that's what it feels like

I wanted to be a nun. I saw nuns as superstars. When I was growing up I went to a Catholic school, and the nuns, to me, were these superhuman, beautiful, fantastic people.

I never wanted to be aligned to a mature group because they go off and become politicians and stuff.