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“I didn’t gouge them out, Butcher. I plucked them. Delicately. Like a lady.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“Your love makes me stronger,” I admit, and her lips form a small o, and her chest starts to rise and fall wildly. “You’re intoxicating, Una, and I want to share all of this with you. The moments I hold on to the most are the ones with you in them. I love you.” A tear trickles down her face. “Wow,” she says through a half sob, half laugh. “Seal with a kiss,” she tells me. My chest tightens, but I don’t hesitate. I seal our love with a kiss that reaches inside me and heals some dark part of me that had me keeping Una away.”
― Vi Carter, Vicious