I had never thought I could love another person this much. I also never thought Iโd live in such fear of losing another person. Was this how everyone in love felt? Did they all cling tightly to their beloved and wake up terrified in the middle of the night, afraid of being alone? Was that an inevitable way of life when you loved so deeply? Or was it just those of us who walked on a precipice who lived in such panic?
Richelle MeadLife, unfortunately, doesnสนt seem to care what we want. Act now while you can actually stop it from being a disaster.
Richelle MeadSydney sighed and stood up, smoothing her rumpled clothes with dismay. สบI need a coffee shop or something.สบ สบI think I saw one in a cave down the road,สบ I said. That almost got a smile from her
Richelle MeadWeirdly, an image of Adrianโs Love painting came back to me. I thought of the jagged red streak, slashing through the blackness, ripping it apart. Staring at Jill and her inconsolable pain, I suddenly understood his art a little bit better.
Richelle Mead