“I had never been able to give any of them enough enough time, enough love. Everyone gave up so much trying to get more from me, and now I did the same for them. From the moment I was old enough to understand my eventual fate, I made every decision knowing this. Knowing that I couldn't be enough. Knowing that I would wither too fast, like a flower in an early frost.”
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Carissa Broadbent,
Six Scorched Roses