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Some say revenge isn’t worth it, that it doesn’t change anything, but whoever came up with that ignorant token of wisdom was either too scared to go through with it, or never gave thought to the alternative.
For as long as I can remember, the ocean has always been a fascination of mine. It’s creatures, unfathomable depths, and mystery, call to me like a siren,
!!
Nature is odd sometimes, though. Almost cruel, in a way.
The fact is, I don’t know what I want. Like I’m rummaging through life’s big pantry, trying to decide what tastes good.
That’s the thing about fate, isn’t it? We don’t really know what consequences await us. Or redemptions, for that matter.”
What makes her so different that I’d sell my fucking soul for her right now, if she asked?
She’s crazy, that’s what. My personal shot of chaos. A drug I want to inject whenever the fuck I’m feeling too calm and settled and my blood needs a spike of absolute bedlam and turmoil.
“You’re free to wear whatever you like, catin. Just as I’m free to kill anyone who looks at you in it.”
OOO
“I’m one of those folks who believes that, without balance, there can be too much of one thing.”
“Because all I think about is how badly I want to stick you into a jar and keep you for myself.”
It’s her. So fucking beautiful, it hurts.
La lune. Les étoiles. Ma Céleste. The moon. The stars. My Céleste. It’s here, in this moment, that a ludicrous thought enters my mind, and I realize what lengths I would go to, to keep her. I would take on the most dangerous cartel in Mexico for this woman.
He forfeited his life the moment he touched her.
“I don’t want anything else, but you, chère,” I say, raggedly. “No one else.”
“There is nothing that means more to me than you, chère. Nothing I’ve ever desired more.”
