Get Off Me. You Weigh More Than

Trouble Follows You Like A Shadow, Gillian. You're Prone To Injuries. I Swear To God, If A Tree Decided To Fall Right Now, It Would Find Your Head To Land On." "oh, For Heaven's Sake," She Muttered. "i'll Admit That I Have Had A Run Of Bad Fortune, But—" He Wouldn't Let Her Continue. "a Run Of Bad Fortune? Since I've Known You, You've Been Beaten, Stabbed And Now Shot With An Arrow. If This Keeps Up, You'll Be Dead In Another Month

Why? Why Did You Do This To Me?" "he's Going To Come After Me. He Won't Just Kill Me. He'll Go After You, Too." "that's Right, He Can't Take The Chance. I Didn't Tell You About It...why?" He Repeated On A Sob? "why Did You-" You Wouldn't Take Me To New York" His Mouth Dropped Open "new York?" He Shouted. "you Did All This Because I Wouldn't Take, You To New York!

You're Taller Than I Am, But I'm Stronger, And Meaner Right This Minute Than You Could Ever Imagine" - Lady Madelyne.

Still, They Were Two Thorns From The Same Thistle. Their Tactics In Terrorizing Innocent Ladies Were Identical. Their Behavior Was Downright Sinful, But What Made It Even Worse Was The Fact That Neither Warrior Seemed To Realize The Effect He Had On Others.

Everything Is Your Fault. You Made Me Fall In Love With You, And Now I'm So Upset I Can't Think Or Sleep Or Eat.