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“Dance with me,”
“You look beautiful, Daisy.”
“Oh, she’s not my wife,” Matthew said, green eyes sparkling. Matthew loved nothing more than the appearance of scandal.
“We all have those we wish to reach, by any means possible. Some are separated from us by death, some by their refusal to listen, or our inability to speak.”
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It is a heavy weight to bear, bitterness.” His hand tightened on hers. “And I wish I could take the weight for you.”
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darling—”
“Don’t talk about hurting yourself. What wounds you wounds me. I love you, Daisy, I—”
a shield against shadow.
hell burning behind his gold eyes.
You live in a world of stories. As if that were a terrible thing.
“His state of mind is that he loves you. He loves you and he mourns that love as impossible.
He caught at her shoulders. “You cannot hurt yourself, Daisy. You must not. Hate me, hit me, do anything you want to me. Cut up my suits and set fire to my books. Tear my heart into pieces, scatter them across England. But do not harm yourself—” He pulled her toward him, suddenly, pressing his lips to her hair, her cheek. She caught him by the arms, her fingers digging into his sleeves, holding him to her. “I swear to the Angel,” he said, in a muffled voice, “if you die, I will die, and I will haunt you. I will give you no peace—”
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Kissing him was like traveling, exciting and unfamiliar, and at the same time it was coming home. It was everything.
One can bear the unbearable weight.”