Raffishly Intrigued
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"And she had painted it and waxed it and it was--it was beautiful. But at my young age, I thought it was ugly for the sole purpose that I didn't have one. Or a talent like that, for the matter. So, I broke it. And when she came home from eighth grade she thought it was an accident. All she did was smile and said it's okay. But it wasn't okay. I told her I did it on purpose, and she still said it's okay. It will never be okay. Never. But to her, it always will be okay, because her heart is too big for it to not be okay."
"I told her I trusted her. She just pushed me away."
The blonde turned to look at me, my face, before she sighed and turned back to face the open window in front of us, laying her chin on her knees. "You shouldn't trust her. Not yet, at least."
"Why? Why not?"
"Louis, she's going to break you. She will break you and leave you so many times before she lets you trust her."
"That's not very caring."
"Yes. Yes, it is, actually."
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