“Silver is my chaos. She’s the first person I saw after all that blood, and for that reason alone, she’s associated with it. She’s not supposed to be my calm. And yet, when her head falls on my back and her warmth mingles with mine, I realise she’s the only calm I’ve ever had in my life. Even books don’t compare – and that says something. Silver is the beauty and the ugliness. The calm and the chaos.”
