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I hate you. Oh, precious. You don’t even know the meaning of the word.
You could use that quote to sum up the whole dynamics between the main romantic characters.
I’m in love with a man who’ll never be mine—who’s unavailable in every way, shape, and form—and I’m certain it’s going to ruin me.
Brutal.
He’s giving me his smile again, but it’s tainted now. That smile belongs to somebody else.
Ouch.
“What are you doing, Orlaith?” “I just want to talk,” I say, waving the vial of blood at him before tucking it down the front of my chest wrap. “You’re going to have a proper conversation with me in exchange for my offering tonight. One that involves actual speaking and not just brooding stretches of silence and the odd grunting sound.”
The kitten grows claws
“What I want, what I need, and what is right are three entirely different things.”
Well if that's not an ominous hint...
It’s frowned upon to remove them—an age-old custom that casts back thousands of years. So long as you’re coupled, a female is supposed to wear these things until the day she dies ... With a shrug, I unlatch the chain, then stuff the thing in my bag and stand.
That made me laugh
