Tosha Stahlecker

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He claimed to love me. For years he repeated it, and all that time, he let me love him undeniably. I loved him so irreversibly that to be parted from him was worse than having my living, beating heart ripped from my still-breathing chest. No power nor joy this world has to offer could act as recompense, for they count as naught without him.”
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