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For every girl who can love a villain, so long as he’s handsome, hung, and good at groveling.
field stones,
“Surely you will not blame a daughter for her parents’ poor choices where her childhood rearing was concerned?”
“Because of your father, I am a million shattered pieces, put back together all wrong. Now get that damn knife away from me before you accidentally hurt yourself. Only I get to hurt you.”
“Life marks us all in one way or another.” Sebian dunked the cloth into the water. “The only scars truly ugly are usually the ones on the inside, anyway.”
“You have no kingdom, no crown. If you call this farce a court, then I can only assume that you’re its fool.”
“Should I tell him how wet you are for this, sweetheart? How needy your little cunt is for his shadows?”
What would it feel like to be loved with such intensity? Such unequivocal fortitude that not even death could impose conditions? I wanted to experience such a love so badly…
“No matter how much you want to hate me, it’ll never measure up to the loathing my father clearly harbors for me. You think you rendered me worthless? Don’t flatter yourself, Malyr. I was born worthless.”
“The longer you make me look at you, little dove, the harder it is for me to remember what you are. And I fear that, if I look too long… I just might forget who you are."
What would it feel like to be loved with such intensity? Such unequivocal fortitude, not even death could impose conditions?
“See, there is no love for you here—not from me, not from him. There is no love for you anywhere.”
“I told you I would break you like your father had done it with me, little white dove. And, oh, how delicious your tears are.”