The second time my world exploded, it was also because of a word. A word that worked its way out of my throat and danced onto and out of my lips before I could think about it, or stop it. The question was: Will you meet me tomorrow? And the word was: Yes.


Delirium (Delirium Trilogy 1) (ed. Hachette UK, 2011) - ISBN: 9781444720655


The second time my world exploded, it was also because of a word. A word that worked its way out of my throat and danced onto and out of my lips...

The second time my world exploded, it was also because of a word. A word that worked its way out of my throat and danced onto and out of my lips...

The second time my world exploded, it was also because of a word. A word that worked its way out of my throat and danced onto and out of my lips...

The second time my world exploded, it was also because of a word. A word that worked its way out of my throat and danced onto and out of my lips...