“Alexander: “First we will send the frontovik into the streets with guns. When they are dead, we will send me, with a… — Paullina Simons Copy Share Image
“Love is,” she repeated slowly, looking only at Dasha, “when he is hungry and you feed him. Love is knowing when he… — Paullina Simons Copy Share Image
“Alexander, my nights, my days, my every thought. You will fall away from me in just a while, won’t you, and I’ll… — Paullina Simons Copy Share Image
