See? Instead of thinking of a way to help my people, all I can think of is the smell of your hair and that small dimple on your cheek when you smile.” (Victor)
—A.B. Whelan
There are many other words I could think of to describe you but I’m not really good at flattery.
You are. You just don’t know yet.” (Victor)
I’m afraid you’ll have to ask somebody else for that because if you die before me I won’t survive it.” He kissed the tip of my nose. I gazed at him with so much love...
The look in his eyes reminded me of myself. We were both alone in a new environment, trapped by our circumstances, and we both needed to grow up much faster than planned. Who knew that...
She must still have a fever,” Victor said, fighting a smile, which just made him even more breathtaking.
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