Meaning of His face was tense, his jaw flexed as he stared at her. She could hardly stand to meet his eyes. They were an ocean of betrayal. They probed her, searching for the smallest sign that she didn’t mean it. That spark of hope that never seemed to go out. Quote by Aprilynne Pike.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.