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To strong women.
The truth isn’t what you see. It’s what you make of it. There’s no such thing as a wholesome truth or a perfect reality. There are people and agendas. There is peace and war. There is losing and winning.
When the hurricane hits him out of nowhere, he’ll understand why storms are named after women.
“Do you know why I’m a shadow, Princess? It’s because no one notices when I’m gone.”
For some reason, something inside me tightens at the look in her eyes, the frustration mixed with despair. I don’t want that look on her face. Ever. No idea why, but I just don’t like it.
There’s nothing I would change about her personality—even if she can be infuriating.
“Do not lay your fucking hands on my wife again. She already said that’s all, so that’s all.”