" I wouldn't have been sent back to help you," Tristan continued. " I wouldn't have been made an angel if it weren't important that you live, Ivy. I want you to be mine" -Ivy could hear the pain in his voice- " but you're not." " I am!" she cried out loud." We're on different sides of a river," he said, " and it's a river that neither of us can cross. You were meant for somebody else. "