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Never, ever forget: You are loved. You are wanted. You matter.
“If I am the phantom, it is because man's hatred has made me so. If I am to be saved it is because your love redeems me.”
My little muse is my addiction, and her voice is my drug. If there is a cure to my madness, I don’t want it. I’d rather welcome blissful oblivion.
“You’re my pretty little muse, Scarlett. I worship your voice. Your body, mind, and soul are no different.” “Even the darkness in my mind?” I ask, not sure why it matters if my phantom accepts my madness. “Especially your darkness.”
“Okay, but why do you know so much about me?” “Because you are everything,” he answers simply.
Sol’s methods may be completely unorthodox—a.k.a. illegal—but everything he’s done has been in my best interest.
it be like that sometimes
“Is there anything you don’t know about me?” “Not for long, if I can help it.”
“You are my moonlight,” I whisper against her shoulder in a kiss. “And you are my midnight,”
It’s because I saw your darkness that night, Scarlett. Your darkness called to mine. My life was pitch black before you. You were the moonlight to my midnight.”
She is my moonlight when my world gets too dark. You’d love her,” I say with full confidence. “She’s the one for all of my lifetimes. She’s mine.”
