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“…at the bottom of her heart there lay some grief which had not yet been spoken…” Thomas Peckett Prest Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
It can’t happen now, and I don’t know when, but as soon as I’m strong and powerful enough, I will get revenge for the girl. Everyone will pay.
Abusers shouldn’t get to stay the same while survivors are forced to change forever.
Butler. Maids. Gardener. Driver. Capo. Priest. Judge. Godmother. Godfather… …the boy.
There’s beauty in finally becoming the person you’re meant to be…even if that person is a killer.
She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s mine. And no one touches what’s mine.”
“Sev, your ankle. I’m too heavy—” “I want to carry my woman, Tallie. Don’t worry about my pain. I’m only concerned with making yours go away.”
“I’m claiming you, Talia. You’re mine now. Your burden is my burden—” He punctuates each point with long plunges. “Your dreams are my dreams. Your goals are my goals. Your family is my family. Your heart is mine. My heart is yours.”
“You’re mine, Talia. We will have a future together, a happy ever after waiting for us after this. I swear to you that we’ll get these bastards, but it will not be the last thing we do.”

