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253 pages, Kindle Edition
Published February 21, 2024
...hand so she could get off the carriage. She sat motionless for a moment, her gloved hands clutching onto the edges of her dress. She hesitated, her hand suspended in mid-air, then placed her hand in his.
Her heart sank as she traced her fingers along the peeling edges, her touch causing flakes of paint to dislodge and cascade to the worn wooden floor below.
She would have spoken with mellow and slow words perhaps, without the peasant hesitancy; but the sudden, horrifying descent of their wedding night had washed all her reason away. Her cheeks turn cold and colorless as she stepped into the room.
"What?" replied she, with what she hoped was a steady voice.
“I don’t have the strength in me to let you go. I can’t control it. I would rip my heart off its birdcage and hand it over to you if it meant we could stay like this forever. How can I ever let you go, my dear Valerie, the heart of my soul when you have given me the world?”
“I want to know what she would do if I touched her.”
“You’re lucky I’m good with laces”
“The more you give, the more they take. You know they will. Why do you torment yourself with these fading things? For they shall wilt.”
“I’ve had my fair share of bliss and damnation though it was not always easy to tell which was which. However, on that day, when you took me in, opened your home and your heart to me, I knew… I knew I would love you”
“What else can I call you but a spark, a beam of light? That's what you are to me. That's when you come to me, in the darkest hour of my night”