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He Was Unbelievably Hard. Everywhere. He Was In Control, Infinitely Stronger, And He Wanted Me To Know It. -ella

Only Someone Who Had Experienced Such Bitter Despair Would Be Able To Recognize It In Another.

And You're Not The Kind Of Girl I Want." Surely He Couldn't Mean The Fact That I Was Mexican. From What I Knew Of Hardy, There Wasn't A Bit Of Prejudice In Him. He Never Used Racist Words, Never Looked Down On Someone For Things They Couldn't Help. "what Kind Do You Want?" I Asked With Difficulty. "someone I Can Leave Without Looking Back.

When You Love A Child, You Forgive Her Before She Can Even Ask. Basically You've Already Forgiven Her For Things She Hasn't Even Done Yet.

You Shouldn’t Rule Out Second Chances. Sometimes They Come With Interesting Bonus Features.