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Loving the Tormentor
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“I'm a dreamer. You should try it sometime.”
― Loving the Tormentor
― Loving the Tormentor
“Any advice?" he asks him. "Only one. Your child and your wife are always right. Youre wrong. Period.”
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― Loving the Tormentor
“Nyx will say learning Im still alive is the greatest shock”
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― Loving the Tormentor
“Doesnt he realize that I’d do just about anything to have Nyx Mayer be jealous for me?”
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― Loving the Tormentor
“Im not a case”
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― Loving the Tormentor
“Im not naïve," she snaps. "Im a dreamer. No one is all good or all bad. And I choose to hang on to every piece of good everyone has in their hearts. Its what I do. I hope”
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― Loving the Tormentor
“Ignoring her”
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― Loving the Tormentor
“You know I could find them”
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― Loving the Tormentor
“You inspire me”
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― Loving the Tormentor
“Thats when I understand that Nyx may not have anything special that makes her stand out. Not her height”
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― Loving the Tormentor
“I think there's absolutely nothing I wouldn't do to make her completely mine.”
― Loving the Tormentor
― Loving the Tormentor
“My violin!" I shout, shrugging her off and running back to the house.
My lungs feel heavy, like I've got a terrible flu, and I can't take a single breath. All I do is cough continuously as I attempt to sprint back to my place.
I'm grabbed at the waist from behind, lifted until my feet are kicking into the air.
"Don't you fucking dare go back in that house," Achilles hisses in my ear.
"My violin. You know how much it's worth. Let go! This is all your fault!"
"You're not thinking straight. It's an object."
"An object that means everything to me," I sob. "I need it… It's my life."
I hear him mumble some insults as he puts me down. "You'll be the end of me, woman."
And I watch, mouth agape, as Achilles Duval strides back into a burning house to save my dream.”
― Loving the Tormentor
My lungs feel heavy, like I've got a terrible flu, and I can't take a single breath. All I do is cough continuously as I attempt to sprint back to my place.
I'm grabbed at the waist from behind, lifted until my feet are kicking into the air.
"Don't you fucking dare go back in that house," Achilles hisses in my ear.
"My violin. You know how much it's worth. Let go! This is all your fault!"
"You're not thinking straight. It's an object."
"An object that means everything to me," I sob. "I need it… It's my life."
I hear him mumble some insults as he puts me down. "You'll be the end of me, woman."
And I watch, mouth agape, as Achilles Duval strides back into a burning house to save my dream.”
― Loving the Tormentor
