…it was far too late to stop the wheels that had been put into motion
“Well, you have to admit, we didn’t get off to the very best start,” he reminded her.
“Recover?” Pri scoffed, glowering at the alter where the only man she had ever loved stood, “there is no recovery from a wound like this.”
You have too much heart for others. Hoping someone will share a fraction of that back to you.
Look what my candle did.
because you told me to.
It’s like the un-stitching of two souls.