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All stories are made of both truths and lies, she used to say. What matters is the way that we believe in them.
Always promise less than you can give, for Fates always take more. Do not make bargains with more than one Fate. And, above all, never fall in love with a Fate.
About that……
During her search for the missing door, she’d read that the Prince of Hearts’ church held a different aroma for everyone who visited. It was supposed to smell like a person’s greatest heartbreak. But as Evangeline entered the cool cathedral, the air did not remind her of Luc—there were no hints of suede or vetiver. The dim mouth of the church was slightly sweet and metallic: apples and blood.
The foreshadowing!!!🫶🏻😭
Her heart felt a pang as she watched him.
Love at first sight!!!!
According to the myths, the Prince of Hearts was not capable of love because his heart had stopped beating long ago. Only one person could make it work again: his one true love. They said his kiss was fatal to all but her—his only weakness—and as he’d sought her, he’d left a trail of corpses.
“Now, that was a pathetic speech.”
HeheheheheJACKShehehehehe
pulled out a pure white apple, and took one bite.
Already Jacks, wow!
He gave her a real smile, revealing a pair of dimples that briefly made him look more angel than devil. But she imagined even angels would need to beware of him. She could picture him flashing those deceptive dimples as he tricked an angel into losing its wings just so he could play with the feathers.
“I don’t know if I can fix your broken heart, but you can take mine because it’s already yours.”
Luc’s only good line…..
Heroes don’t get happy endings. They give them to other people.
But hope is a difficult thing to kill, just a spark of it can start a fire,
If he loved you back, he wouldn’t be marrying someone else. End of story.
Wise words
The Ballad of the Archer and the Fox, a romantic tale about a crafty peasant girl who could transform into a fox and the young archer who loved her, but was cursed with the need to hunt her down and kill her.
She might have also had a tiny crush on the archer.
JACKSSSSS
“I believe there are far more possibilities than happily ever after or tragedy. Every story has the potential for infinite endings.”
She knew some people would think this made her foolish, but it was tremendously hard to fully fall out of love with someone when you had no one else to love instead.
But she felt. She felt so very much. Loneliness touched with hints of regret, or hope colored by impatience. It was never just one pure emotion. It was always one thing plus another.
He held on to her as if she were a grudge, his body rigid and tense, as if he really didn’t want her there, and yet his arms were tight around her waist as though he had no intention of ever letting her go.
The strength is crazy😮
