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Pain was an honest emotion. It told you when something was wrong, kept you safe. Pleasure, on the other hand … pleasure was deceiving.
How did he do it? One minute her world was blackmail and anger and skeletons in dark, shadowed corners, and then Sam Moore walked into the room. It was as though he walked in an almost imperceptible beam of light, which rendered the terrifying ordinary, and the ordinary beautiful.
Love isn’t naïve, Alva. It’s hope, and it’s faith, and it can outlast buildings and wars and empires.”
You are brilliant, and warm, and kind, and funny, and god knows brave, and they are fools if they can’t see it. And I know that can’t make up for how they’ve treated you, but I want you to know … I want you to know, you aren’t how they see you. You are a miracle. And I’m not the only person who knows that.”
Real life is people leaning on each other when things are hard. It’s loving each other so much there’s no question about facing things together. It’s fighting for each other and with each other and being damned grateful for every morning you wake up together.
