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I am crying sobbing
Archbishop is her dad???? Madame labelle is Reid’s mama?????

Do not urge me to leave you or turn back from you. His words stabbed through me with each step. Where you go, I will go. Where you stay, I will stay.
I won't let her burt you again, Lou. I'll protect you. Everything will be all right.
I love you, Lou.
You are not my wife.

“But it was Gray. It was always Gray.”

“I used to say his eyes were gray blue, and that’s what he used for his username. They’re like a tropical storm. The color had nothing to do with football.”

AHHHHHH
BRO, Gray treats and cares for her sm more than Seth. Her actual bf is barely even around.
FOLDED. And I KNEW it. I was like Blueqb gives off massive Gray vibes. Especially when they reconnected. OML.

“I told you once, my heart is yours, that it will always be yours. I hope one day you will want again.”

Liwei….

Ping’er…she’s dead. My love.

WENZHI..
“Cry. Shout. Strike me if you will. Just don’t treat me like a stranger. Don’t pretend to be all right when you’re not.”

“There will be,” says the king, and his voice has a note of finality. “Consul Sallister made the promise as witnessed and recorded. If you’ve stopped paying your laborers, Consul, you can work the fields yourself. Tessa, continue.”

BADDIE.

Why didn’t you tell me that in Colorado?” I asked through gritted teeth. “I did!” she snapped defensively. “In my foyer, I told you that the one thing you couldn’t do was give them a happy ending, and you didn’t listen. You just tossed back a cocky ‘watch me’ comment and walked out.”

Ok sassy king
help 💀

“Ooh, I love it when you talk dirty to me.” Fuck. I winced and mentally calculated how much I was about to pay in a sexual harassment lawsuit. What the hell was wrong with me? “


Lord have mercy, how is he a charmer with this tongue 😭

ignored whatever Americanism that was and arched her neck, but the man stepped back. He. Backed. Away? She stood there like a fish with her mouth open as he grinned. ………..“You have no idea how badly I want to kiss you right now, Scarlett.” And there went her knees. Good, then they were on the same page

That’s the reason he’s shelved on this side”—I pointed to the general fiction sign—“and not on this side.” I swung my finger toward the romance marker.

OHHH SO SHES SASSY

It’s killing me to leave you, but I’ll do it for you. I’ll keep us safe. I will wait for you every second, every hour, every day for the rest of my life, and if that’s not enough, then eternity, which is exactly how long I’ll love you, Jameson. Come back to me, my love. Scarlett

My dearest Jameson, This is not our end. My heart will always remain with you no matter where we are. Time and distance are only inconveniences to a love like ours. Whether it’s days, months, or even years, I will be waiting. We will be waiting. You’ll find me where the creek bends around the swaying aspen trees, just as we both dreamed, waiting with the one we love.

But just for a moment, I close my eyes, lean into his touch, and remember what it was like when it was just the two of us against the night.

He looks at the lock and then back at me. “I will leave Rocco to ensure you are left unharmed.” “Ah! My best friend.” He gives me a look. “Mother and Father tried to protect me, too,” he says. “I remember. So does the pony.” “You might think you’re the clever and brave one, little brother, but don’t forget.” He smiles. “I found a way around them both.”

He casts another glance around. “And perhaps provided with a chair, at the very least.” “The prisoners use furniture as weapons.” He looks startled, and I shrug.

I remember clinging to my brother’s back, getting whipped by branches and leaves, laughing every time that pony tried to put its head down to buck, because Harristan would jerk its head up and swear in a very unprincely fashion.

OMG WENZHI IS SO 😜
LIKE KINDA MANIPULATIVE AND TOXIC BUT HE COULD MANIPULATE ME ALL HE WANTS
THIS IS A GOOD LOVE TRIANGLE
HES SO SAIHWMDKXLWLWNDUFOW

"Don't you know how I feel about you?" His voice shook, the first crack in his iron composure. "I could not speak before, but I'm free to now. I want you to come with me—to my home, to my tamily. For us to share our lives together." He lowered his head to mine, our brows almost touching, his breath warm on my skin. "Your dreams will be my dreams, too."

He inclined his head gravely. "Perhaps. However you see me,
Iwill wait until you do."
"Do what?"
"Love me again." His fingers brushed the side of my head, lightly stroking my hair. "Or at least, not hate me anymore."

All my life, I saw a future but could not control it.
Perhaps it was time to change that.

A ly life, Isa the future boe could nt concole.
Perhaps it was time to change that.

He is very generous; you should give bim a chance, Ping wrote, her lips pinched as if holding back giggles.
"You weren't supposed to tell her that," Yexue groaned.
Peizhi only told me to say good things about you, not lie for you.
Yexue rolled his eyes, and Peizhi was looking at the ground. "Tell
her to lie next time, Peizhi."
Peizhi nodded. "Yes, Your Highness."

I have heard about how you ran away from your betrothal to Prince Si-wang. It seems he is not your true love. Why don't you give Prince Yexue
a chance?
I glanced over at Yexue, grinning at this. "Did he pay you to
write that?"
Yes. A whole chest of gold and a manor at the heart of the city.
"A manor?" I gasped.

I’m sorry but why is she even entertaining Yexue? Like he has so substance besides a mysterious hunk of meat.
Siwang is hella toxic and morally messed up but he literally did so much for her and still loved her even though she’s stringing him along like a FREAKING mozzarella string cheese stick. Omg…
I get that she doesn’t want to be an empress, that life isn’t for everyone but come on..

"if i liked a song, he would learn to sing it for me whenever i wanted. "
"if I liked a book, he would recite every word to match me in verse. "
" he drank alcohol only when the stately visitors pushed wine onto me and he would step in and - drink for me. "

"when i got sick, siwang would spend hours in the kitchen with the imperial cooks and learn how to make ginger and beef-bone broths for me. "
"when i cried, siwang would hold my hand. he would tell me stories and bad jokes until i giggled. "

¡ always proudly wrote my name under my creations. every day, as the snow scattered in the wind and my name disappeared, siwang wrote it again and again until it all melted under the early-spring sun. so that everyone knew that the snowman who wore the crown prince's favorite winter coat was mine. "

If you choose wrongly, then I guess we will all die. I should say that I hope I don't live to see that day, but I already can't see anything anymore, so I guess it doesn't matter. Ping smiled as she wrote the last part.
Despite the tragedy she had endured, she still had a sense of humor.
I liked her.

Ti's a miracle!” the imperial physician murmured to himself the next morning when he saw that I was alive and well. His face came alight like that of a man in rapture.
Then he fell to his knees and wept.
"It's a miracle!" the physician cried again, running to throw open the tent flap.
"Send word to the prince! Tell him he doesn't need to bury me
alive!"
Ilaughed.