“She reached for his wrist, clutched it. “How do I look?” “Hurt. Pained. Destroyed.” “If I could look into your eyes, what… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“The question that is upon my lips (please forgive me) is the doubt in your heart” — Jeremy Aldana Copy Share Image
Forgive me-he mumbled against her lips. Please. Forgive me for what I'm going to do to you. ~Shade — Larissa Ione Copy Share Image
