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“Some things just wear you down, and it never gets easier. The point is, you’re not a coward just because you’re scared.”
She was afraid to look at Isabel. It would be too much like looking at the sun.
Isabel would never have anything more precious in her arms.
It was shockingly hot to be looked at by the right person, to feel exposed and beautiful and seen.
My bed is yours. I’m yours. Everything I have is yours. And you’re mine.
