“People like you and me always survive,” he murmured. “We take our fates into our hands and mold them to our liking.
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Sometimes he would hold her as if she were made of fragile porcelain, wooing her with soft love words. But he was just as likely to pin her to the nearest wall and behave like a sailor on shore leave with the first available streetwalker.
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‘Love is a golden vessel, it bends but never breaks.
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His thick lashes lowered. “God help me, Tasia. If you leave, you'll take my heart with you.”
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visit Angelovsky. The truth is, I was jealous.” Luke