“Hate and love danced a violent tango inside of her. She wished he were dead. She wanted to see him smile again. She craved his suffering. She wanted him to hold her and kiss her and tell her everything was… — Darcy Coates Copy Share Image
“She blinked, trying to recall the dream, but the effort was like trying to chase water while it soaked into the ground.” — Darcy Coates Copy Share Image
“He met her halfway, and his hand curled around the back of her neck to hold her close.” — Darcy Coates Copy Share Image
“she’d been bequeathed a house by a relative her mother had claimed didn’t exist.” — Darcy Coates Copy Share Image
“He kissed her. It was a painfully sweet expression of so many emotions: fear, desire, remorse, relief, love.” — Darcy Coates Copy Share Image
“My friends say you’re a bad influence. I’m starting to think they’re right.” “Pshh.” — Darcy Coates Copy Share Image
“what does it matter if I forget a story after a month as long as I enjoy it while I’m reading it?” — Darcy Coates Copy Share Image
“Hate and love danced a violent tango inside of her. She wished he were dead. She wanted to see him smile again. She craved… — Darcy Coates Copy Share Image
“This is a house that hasn’t seen a new soul in half a century. The walls are saturated with her; the floorboards are worn… — Darcy Coates Copy Share Image
