I never wanted my Grace back, or my memories. I wish I wasn't me again. I can't even grab it to rip it from my chest here. I hate this place. I hate him. I hate myself.
Some days aren't worth getting out of bed for. And that would make a difference if I had a bed or a reason to be in one.
[Jade] You want to get that drink now? I need something stronger than what I can conjure. And probably more of it than I'll be able to conjure when I start in on it.