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That it could be dark and domineering, yet beautiful at the same time.
But she was my headache.
“The truth is an intangible luxury of the powerful.”
“That is the tragedy of women, isn’t it? We deny ourselves beauty for the sake of misleading men.”
“The wealthy possess an insatiable appetite for the rare and priceless. They stare because you’re the only thing worth staring at.”
Calling her beautiful was like calling the sun lukewarm. She’d blazed like the hottest part of a flame in that dress. And fuck me, I’d felt the heat.
The dead teach the living.
“And so the moth befriended the flame.”
“Or perhaps it’s the sea who fears the depths of you, Miss Vespertine.”
Now you can buy coffee whenever you like. –B
His felt like a slow-drip anesthetic, silently siphoning my senses, until all I could smell, taste, and feel was him.
“Don’t ever hesitate to touch me, Lilia. You’re the only one who can. It was you who dragged my heart from this insensate slumber. And it’s you for whom it beats now.” Sighing, he stroked his hand down my hair, brows pulled tight. “It’s a fucking wreckage, though. Scarred and caged by ravaged bones. But it belongs only to you.”
Like a vast ocean claimed by a single grain of sand.
