He had laid himself completely bare to her; scars and all-- then peeled off his own skin and ripped open his own ribcage to offer her the deepest thing he could offer her: his soul. She had cradled it and breathed warmth into it... and then destroye...
Precious kisses, words that burn meDon't you know that lovers never ask you why?In my heart, the fire's burningDon't you know that lovers shouldn't make you cry?You're gonna make me cry
Love is not a right, it's a privilege.
A privilege Leonara must earn.
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