"I want more than this, Jessica," Tiffany would say, and Jessica didn't need to face her to know her eyes were sparkling, putting the stars shining outside their window to shame. "I can see it all."

...

She tore the wound open again, anyway—unspoken confessions of love dripping from her skin, spreading red all over her pristine, white floors.

She can bleed herself dry tomorrow.

i love these lines especially!!!! such a heartbreaking work. love how strong and palpable sica's emotions are here, and the memory scene is just the best