B.A. Paris, Behind Closed Doors

"I cry even harder, thinking of how it could have been, of how I thought it would be. For the first time, I want to give up, to die, because suddenly everything is too much and there is no solution in sight."

B.A. Paris, Behind Closed Doors

"I look around at everybody laughing and joking together and struggle to understand my life has become a living hell that nobody present could even begin to imagine"

B.A. Paris, Behind Closed Doors

"Do I detect a renewal of your fighting spirit? I'm so glad. To tell the truth, I've been getting quite bored. Bring it on, Grace--I'm waiting for you."

B.A. Paris, Behind Closed Doors

"Fear,’ he whispered. ‘There is nothing quite like it. I love how it looks, I love how it feels, I love how it smells. And I especially love the sound of it.’ I felt his tongue on my cheek. ‘I even love the taste of it"

B.A. Paris, Behind Closed Doors