I'm sorry." "Be sorry you lied," he said, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "Don't be sorry you loved him. That's part of you, part you have to let go, yeah, but still something that's made you who you are.
Richelle MeadHe was hiding from his problems in a bottle, something that went against every piece of my nature. Me? I couldnสนt let my problems win without a fight.
Richelle MeadDonโt take the high ground and assume you already know what youโll do. The truth is, when it comes to someone you love, youโll find there isnโt anything you wonโt do.
Richelle MeadWell there you go. Even a psychopath recognized your worth enough to want to kill someone else first." I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
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