I looked at Adrian’s eyes, beautiful, mesmerizing. Not human. I didn’t feel
lonely at all. “You’ll take me places?” I asked. His answer was important, even
though my decision was already made.
“You can’t imagine where we’ll go.” He said, sincerely. ↗
It's not the Jews that killed Christ. It was a political situation, and it was the Romans who killed Jesus. They put Jesus on the cross, not the Jews. ↗
Because I think in order to get famous you have to be known for something. Like 'You're the romantic comedy girl' or 'You're the Oscar-winning whatever girl.' ↗