He was just like summer, and she loved summer. If she had any wish, it would be to live a lifetime of summers.
Anna GodbersenHe was a mystery to her, and every time she tried to solve him it caused her a little more pain. But when she tired to give him up he pursued her in her thoughts, stronger each time.
Anna GodbersenHer heart the damned thing had begun to race and she only hoped that the rapid inflation and deflation of her chest wasn't visible beneath her fitted bodice.
Anna Godbersen