Why? Why would you do that?” "You have your way of dealing with jealousy and I have mine.
Sylvia DayI'm an animal with you," he murmured. "I want to mark you. I want to possess you so completely there's no separation between us.
Sylvia DayMaybe there were people out there whose love could survive anything, but mine was fragile. It needed to be nurtured in order to thrive and grow.
Sylvia DayI kicked off my shoes and pulled his hand away from the wheel so I could straddle his lap and hold him. His grip on me was excruciatingly tight, but I didn't complain. We were on an insanely busy street, with endless cars rumbling past on one side and a crush of pedestrians on the other, but neither of us cared. He was shaking violently, as if he were sobbing uncontrollably, but he made no sound and shed no tears. The sky cried for him, the rain coming down hard and angry, steaming off the ground.
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