'' please , '' elise adds as she presses andrew 's hand to the paper . andrew scrawls out in terrible , anguished writing . i wish her happiness ... i wish her love . '' who do you wish this for ? '' '' anna . '' '' do you not wish anything for yourself ? '' elise asks as she holds andrew 's hand to the
paper

'' boys have to fight about everything , do n't you ? '' she saw her older sibling picking flowers in the distance . '' but you did n't have to fight to win my sister ... '' '' that 's because she chose me , '' he told her . '' it 's the rarest opportunity in life to be
chosen

'' i 've been through that before . '' '' do n't you compare him to me ! '' conrad pulled her up from her chair , then cupped the back of her neck . '' there 's a difference between keeping a woman who wants to be kept and one who does n't . '' '' and you think i want to be
kept