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“He was your friend,” I said, forcing the words out through lips suddenly cold and stiff. “He left you there when you were about to die.” Stoker’s smile was a thin and mirthless thing. “He did more than that. He married my wife.”
Bitch what?
“Did you want to sign it? Go on. There is nothing more you can do to hurt me now. You have already broken the man you knew, crucified every part of my humanity and left me with nothing except the ruins of what I once was. Why do you look away? Have you developed a conscience? What a burden it must be to you.”
Damn boy
He had walked through hellfire and back again and she saw only the scorch marks whilst I saw the phoenix.
Also damn
You are so afraid of depending upon another soul that you will burn down your own house rather than risk someone else doing it.
Go off
“Veronica, have some decency. You very nearly exposed my . . . erm . . .” “Yes, I have seen your erm before, if you will recall. And you’ve nothing to be shy about. It’s quite impressive.”
Girl!!!
“Relinquish it or swallow your own teeth,” Stoker told him in a pleasant tone laced with steel.
Bro gets so jealous anytime another man says something to her
“Do you really think your own behavior could stand up to scrutiny?” Stoker asked. “I could tell them the truth, you know. I could tell them that I found you in John’s tent. Three months my wife and yet you had your thighs around another man’s waist. Shall I tell them that?”
Oh so shawty cheated
I was prepared not to have her body if it meant I could have her heart. That, she pretended to give.
This fucking beautiful man
“There are those who would tell you to give up such bitterness,” I told him. “That kind of hatred will only poison you from within.” He gave me a cold smile. “Do not fear for me, Veronica. The devil takes care of his own.”
Cold ass line
“Now, steel yourself. I am going to pull you up.” He was flat upon his belly in that grotesque place, covered from head to toe in filth, but he was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.
Oh how i adore them
Stoker shrugged. “I am an experienced surgeon and a taxidermist, lad. Nimble fingers have a number of uses.”
Oh yes they do buddy ;)
You have ease and comfort, but you do not live. You merely exist because you appreciate nothing. Waken, Mrs. de Morgan, or else you will slumber your life away.”
Read her!!!!
