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Life gave me another chance to be happy. Only an idiot would say no to that out of fear.
Sex is ephemeral. Once it’s over, it’s over. Sex is not a lasting connection; it’s only real while it’s happening. It’s not love.
Irene has heard that love is a garden that needs to be tended.
“In even the bleakest situations, there’s usually some good to be salvaged.”